Wavy:
(Uh uh uh, woo)
(gon be, how it's gon' be)
(Tza, what up, uh)
Yo this is how it's gon' be
How it's gon' be
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This is how it's gon' be
How it's gon' be
I’m almighty
She want the kid, I’m like alrighty
Dog jump — I smack the skin off his face
Palm slimy
Arthritis from the pens that I grip — Go off writing
Said I’m tryna cop a Wraith when I spit — they all biting nigga
Throw me in a hoopty
I scored em — I never had a hoop dream
The grind kept me single like a loose leave
The chubby little fat dude
Hate me if you caught me in a bad mood
Forever on ya body like a tattoo
Got me on my bully they don’t undеrstand me fully
School of hardknocks while you goofies was playin’ hookiе
I was in the classrooms the homies was sparking’ up in the bathroom
I lead by example I’m like a dad to him
Who wanna war, we won awards for the action - uh
On one accord, what’s a sword to a Mac 10
Like Cornball said: “Nigga this just the prophecy”
Don’t make me have to cock and squeeze
Niggas know the vibes with me
Terayle
Look
The Young Papa
Feelin No Pressure like Young Sinatra
Blow the horn and let the air out yo body like this a Opera
I been rappin for 10 years — never showed nobody
Silly me -- withholding greatness from statements I could’ve made to a beat
So discrete that I ain't sold no copies
But now I’m back — better pray I don’t expose nobody
I owe nobody
You see me, better act like you don't know nobody
You got a problem, we dispose yo --
Niggas worried about it
Tza and Wavy givin' em problems
Regardless we gon mob em
Dare you to come and get me
Imma call my cousin Tone — he gon run up to ya base
And he’ll knock you out the park my nigga my Kin (Ken) Griffey
This pen shifty and magic
Click it and we attackin
Diabolical product of psychological havoc
Mix a little of Tza throw it in the pot — nigga
Cause crack is crack; no matter how it rock, nigga
I rock whack rap niggas with lyrics
Ate a Vegan wrap full of all you rap niggas for dinner
Now take a listen, press play — Repeat em, got em submittin’
They hearin it was addictive
They tried it — now they addicted
And they wonder how I did it — The Recipe in the lyrics
All you needa a little time where you ponder on metaphysics
The basics is where a lot of rappers makin mistakes
All these niggas claiming the greatest but never really amaze me
Wavy & Terayle
Yo this is how it's gon' be
This How it's gon' be
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This is how it's gon' be
This how it's gon' be
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This How it's gon' be (Tell em how it's gon be)
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This is how it's gon' be
This how it's gon' be
How it's gon'
Tell em how it's gon' be
(Uh uh uh, woo)
(gon be, how it's gon' be)
(Tza, what up, uh)
Yo this is how it's gon' be
How it's gon' be
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This is how it's gon' be
How it's gon' be
I’m almighty
She want the kid, I’m like alrighty
Dog jump — I smack the skin off his face
Palm slimy
Arthritis from the pens that I grip — Go off writing
Said I’m tryna cop a Wraith when I spit — they all biting nigga
Throw me in a hoopty
I scored em — I never had a hoop dream
The grind kept me single like a loose leave
The chubby little fat dude
Hate me if you caught me in a bad mood
Forever on ya body like a tattoo
Got me on my bully they don’t undеrstand me fully
School of hardknocks while you goofies was playin’ hookiе
I was in the classrooms the homies was sparking’ up in the bathroom
I lead by example I’m like a dad to him
Who wanna war, we won awards for the action - uh
On one accord, what’s a sword to a Mac 10
Like Cornball said: “Nigga this just the prophecy”
Don’t make me have to cock and squeeze
Niggas know the vibes with me
Terayle
Look
The Young Papa
Feelin No Pressure like Young Sinatra
Blow the horn and let the air out yo body like this a Opera
I been rappin for 10 years — never showed nobody
Silly me -- withholding greatness from statements I could’ve made to a beat
So discrete that I ain't sold no copies
But now I’m back — better pray I don’t expose nobody
I owe nobody
You see me, better act like you don't know nobody
You got a problem, we dispose yo --
Niggas worried about it
Tza and Wavy givin' em problems
Regardless we gon mob em
Dare you to come and get me
Imma call my cousin Tone — he gon run up to ya base
And he’ll knock you out the park my nigga my Kin (Ken) Griffey
This pen shifty and magic
Click it and we attackin
Diabolical product of psychological havoc
Mix a little of Tza throw it in the pot — nigga
Cause crack is crack; no matter how it rock, nigga
I rock whack rap niggas with lyrics
Ate a Vegan wrap full of all you rap niggas for dinner
Now take a listen, press play — Repeat em, got em submittin’
They hearin it was addictive
They tried it — now they addicted
And they wonder how I did it — The Recipe in the lyrics
All you needa a little time where you ponder on metaphysics
The basics is where a lot of rappers makin mistakes
All these niggas claiming the greatest but never really amaze me
Wavy & Terayle
Yo this is how it's gon' be
This How it's gon' be
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This is how it's gon' be
This how it's gon' be
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This How it's gon' be (Tell em how it's gon be)
How it's gon' be if you run up on me
This is how it's gon' be
This how it's gon' be
How it's gon'
Tell em how it's gon' be
( Terayle & Wavyy Jonez )
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