This Nox (feat. eMC & Self Provoked) - King Lil G

(Where you at when we're all up in your way) (Where you at when we're all up in your way) (Where you at when we're all up in your way) (Where you at when we're all up in your way) Been around them woods homies on the news Bitches on the move cases with them boys in blue more weight on Mamas shoes Papa tired but papa tried cnce he told me lifes a lie Then we die so cop yourself a Ride or die its worth your life Dipping fresher than Bel-Air in the hood team is heavy looking like we up to no good Yet constantly over my shoulders for homies cuz Judas will be there and just when he Should This world need to pay and I need to get mine revenge is a must if you tryna live right The place that I'm from said I live or I die so I light up that fire that fire inside Yall going down my team ain't joke ain't no one teach us the ropes (Uh) Your girl around at my show more than twice so you know I gotta go all in fuck Catch me at a Ruckus never running been around the gunning ain't no one that you Stunning on Your team is weak you bluffing yall bitches the type that no one even trying to fuck with Cooking that heat like the rock if you know what I smell If you dont know your roll bruh Even I worry about all the mess that'll be when the next tryna step gotta go bruh Ey look at me now watch all the fake gather round watch all the spooked run around Watch me get loud piss on your crown holla back we get down that's how we get down Ey You can pass the drink, i never sober up You can pass the mic, you know we blow it up Feeling lonely? Get that bitch to dome you up And she rollin' till her mouth is foamin' up All these crews and posse's, we just roll em up It reminds me of when we were growin' up See no competition, no ones showin' up I'm like Kobe holdin' all my trophies up We some Tony Soprano's, you better stand back Pourin' that bottle don't bring the clan back After my verse you can play the jam back sucka "Oh, Look at Me Now" cuz we like The Rat Pack sucka Take a walk on my block and they'll twist yo cap back sucka Right here poppin' these hoes and they poppin' xanax sucka We're not givin' a fuck about where ur man at. FUCK EM Got him throwing a fit and we throwin' hands now sucka When I'm walking past don't needa act hard Shatter ALL the glass up on the backboard When I'm fucking 10's, you're fucking crack whores When i smell the bacon i'm out the back door Everybody talks till you pack em out You already know what this tracks about Everybody heard, i don't have to shout Came a spit a verse now I'm cashing out Better hide that foolish pride Ride with a few rhyme in the booth Stressed when I'm fueled quiet in the room Ya could assume we get the news We tend to move we will improve All in the proof Dawg I'm strategized I play with their hearts Play with their ego i pick it apart In love with the art Like fucking a painting I'm catching them all Without all the white and red balls Like this my assignment i draw A plan on my wall with ideas that fall In order to wipe all these copy cat rappers all off I promise to wipe them all off They talking all loud like they bout to do something They bout to do nothing i swear Read all my books now I'm walking up stairs Fuck an excuse dawg I'm fully prepared Look, i don't give a damn who you fucking with Don't name drop when you around here bitch I ain't really fucking with no other cliques The way we move we are opposites We don't think the same our perspectives are different You rather talk than just listen You playing a victim you fucked with the wrong opposition And now you stay dodging the vision (Where you at when we're all up in your way) (Where you at when we're all up in your way) (Where you at when we're all up in your way) (Where you at when we're all up in your way)