Brick Van Exel
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I'll be the shark Yeah Came up on Stahelin down the street from Bren and Devin 1011, ganged up with ConCreatures, 227 Niggas snitchin', who you tellin'? Caught a body, move with Evan Lost wallet, made me feel like I just fell right out of heaven Raw baby, always told me I was special Taught me watch out for the double-crossin', don't let 'em finesse you Shortin' 'em fifty-six grams, I'll catch you on the next two Was rollin' for my uncle, now I front 'em to my nephew Can't fall, who gon' catch you? Ain't no runnin' to your rescue Plug bless you, then you throw the phone away after he text you Can't stress to you enough, can't fuck up if I connect you In Detroit, the streets is multiple choice 'cause they gon' test you Send a message and address you, chopper city in the ghetto Skinny nigga with the freckles, Dr. Hyde, Mr. Jekyll How much you wanna bet you never had to speak on Drexel Splittin' a rex, I'll whip it with the left, Nick Van Exel Let's get it Gave it to Nick Van Exel who has thirty-six seconds, two-point game He only has to keep it on the floor, now he drives After bell's not gonna take it, Van Exel will, seven to shoot Van Exel with the leap for the tie, you got it! Time out, Sacramento Could this be better? Could this be better? An unbelievable game, unbelievable shot Every time I met up with the plug felt like a setup Little cuz facin' letters, I just told him keep his head up Only thing that I could tell him, quarantinin' with the felons Got out, got on, took it to Bowling Green where I could sell 'em And triple up the profit while I feed 'em anesthetics Big Creature like the relic, play with me and get beheaded Unlawfully ever after to these streets, my bewedded Spend that paper, spin the BM with this Drac', get him shredded Touched down in Gainesville, booked a suite with her debit Servin' all these pain pills, they look at me as a medic Risk-takin' for this relish, bricks flakin' like the Tedes Cook a ki' then I sweat it, cookin' peas from Angela's Used to walk the dog, take it off the leash, then I pet it Could've got us all jammed, but lucky he ain't live to tell it We dyin' in prison, the only thing a nigga dreadin' Told him I was gon' kill him, he ain't believe me when I said it Let's get it
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- Duration
- 03:08
- Tempo
- 146 BPM