Tukay (2k) - Logik Tha Pro

Jouer les bandits m'a jamais fait bander Ils font les jaloux, ils disent que c'est moi qui ai changé J'veux pas me faire avec l'argent de la selha comme les Mosquées J'veux qu'on parle de moi pour mon art comme les Bosquets L'amour a disparu comme les tête-à-tête Chicha, Dsquared, p'tites folles, p'tites soirées, grosses pipes Frères Musky tapent la C quand fe-meu pète la 'teille, hey Viens par chez nous, y a pas trop moyen de s'éclater Eh, parle un peu trop, tu vas te faire tarter Mes frères font la Salat mais sont pas parfaits Frigo vide et le coffre plein Ils remontent d'Espagne, pas pour des clopes Ma chérie, tu veux ken? J'suis pas tout seul, ramène tes cops, hey Liasse de 2K dans la poche Soir-ce, j'suis prêt pour la guerre Liasse de 2K dans la poche Soir-ce, j'suis prêt pour la guerre Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Chez moi, y a toutes les couleurs comme une belle kichta En été c'est Versace, en hiver, c'est veste Kipsta Rien à foutre de plaire aux mecs du rap tant qu'j'ai la ue-r J'reçois des Snap' des Baumettes, ils m'disent Frère, tu es le sang J'me tiens loin du showbiz où les bobos plongent dans la pure Rajoute 2-3 zéro sur le contrat, j'suis pas Mère Teresa Jeunesse bercée par De Niro, ça refait le monde sur du Niro P'tite gweh qui s'encanaille, paye pas la cons' Elle suce un livreur qui a la tête de Sankara Elle donne son body, ish, ish On écoute la lettre ou testament Bats les couilles de Roddy Ricch, Ricch Liasse de 2K dans la poche Soir-ce, j'suis prêt pour la guerre Liasse de 2K dans la poche Soir-ce, j'suis prêt pour la guerre Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Faut du iaps, d'la moula, faut du khaliss, faut du bénéf' Ouais, ouais, ouais

I like Shaquille in the paint I'm like Curry with the range I go Kareem on these hooks man Like King James through the lane You better stay out of my way Game time switching gears on 'em Promise I came here to play I gotta rock it like Harden either way I'm letting it spray You see that I'm back on my bullshit MJ fade away on 'em Never be trippin' like Pippen you won't catch me sitting I'm winning the game for 'em Listen here I got something to say You think it's funny they counting me out I do not do this shit here for the clout They say I got sold like I come from the south This shit is getting ridiculous Being like the Demarcus Cousin with the attitude Draymond with the mouth Cause keepin' it real cause your old is mad at you They say that's better dude I say let's weed after week keep it casual I got no time for the half of you Matter of fact go what you gotta do just to keep it a stack with you They try to build me up just to turn around and tell me go dumb and down They must've bound their head and forgot I'm around blessing your ears with another sound They never got answers, they give me the runaround I be like Ray-Ray get right through them screens Step a step on 'em I'm hitting the three They celebrate with my team represent me, listen Let's keep it going like it's O.T Don't tell me you can beat me, gotta show me Gotta hard like Kobe You ain't gotta know me to see that I'm a killer like Reggie Miller I hit the Larry on all of these birds They say the flow is absurd At this point I make it look easy like ... Hoopin' alleges is unmatched Points on the board like a thumbtack Like a slow cat, I get dumb scratch I'm hard to handle like a tough pass I don't do fly but complaining Came from the ground where the Rock made a statement Ain't for the banks but no Carlton I'm more like Will 'cause I ball in the hills of a placement See me a girl with a facelift Courtside on a regular basis D-Book 'cause I ball in the desert Know my game met you at my location Hot shit, this toucha gramma How I let her hammer then I'm off to the payment On the block and I'm taking shots I pause later like I'm caught in the Matrix Yeah, I'm Shaq with it, but number 32 I be breaking glass but I left a penny for a million dollars and a better view Selling hella jerseys I mean every screw And I'm flashy with it, skip to my loot I'm JR Smith and my AR spit And they here I click as we making moves Blaze a few with my shirt on Lamborghini, I skirt off Last dance make it to the room, it's a girl in there with her skirt off Flu game, how the dude came, get hella cheese and I serve ya Usher Raymond, I'll burn y'all Chris Sanders, in birdcall Yeah, I think that I need me a shoe 'cause the game is implacable Getting the way and that's gon' be the death for you Rip you apart till there ain't nothing left of you Winning and chip is the only thing left to do Something like wrestle the coach and the player You know one touch so I'm dunking with muscle The captain, the baller, the star and the anchor

Yeah What you gon do For the paper Like Girl bye... damn see you later I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers Late night shift... under taker Like Yeaaah -baker Slice that bread on the scrapper Grind all day for data Man ill do anything for the paper Everything to gain cause I got nothing to loose I need cheese mntase ain't worried about views When u Do it for the soul the paper chasing you Took 2 L's and made a W Rose from the ground with a Crown of thorns They asking for smoke, while we smoking bongs (Ohh Yah) Hussle evident on every song this a marathon King of the East snapping on tracks like i'm K.Mongs Snap Snap Yah Buying the shit that shit that we couldn't afford They buying skellem I Got more in store Know me as Pharaoh the underground lord (Flame up a track like Johnny Storm) Still so damn wavey I go over board Swimming with sharks what we eat sushi for Big fish theory you still on the shore nigga Woah Yeah nigga don't play me Too saucey like a gravy Stir the pot hot got damn Licking on my fingers money too tasty Foul niggas try aim me My worth all your life savings My class black Mercedes Kratos yeah I killed Hades Maybe balaclava catch a homie slipping pocket rip it tell him letha everything Call my nigga cause he know a nigga who can bump my CV with credentials C4 blow an ATM Ngiyisifo P for pathogen Sinful make the devil dance Gotta eat snatch a bag and set the fam Yeah What you gon do For the paper Like Girl bye... damn see you later I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers Late night shift... under taker Like Yeaaah -baker Slice that bread on the scrapper Grind all day for data Man ill do anything for the paper Yeah What you gon do For the paper Like Girl bye. damn see you later I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers Late night shift... under taker Like Yeaaah -baker Slice that bread on the scrapper Grind all day for data Man ill do anything for the paper Ne hodzo ko aforvia intor la nya Eke ke vor me kor tornya name Ekpoi da de Oh no no just not a rapper am just finessing. Mama dey miss me she know say I went out to get it ee Put off my pride and I went out to fish it ee Know dey talk about me, if you know dey talk about cedis Know dey talk about me. If you know dey talk about rands Know dey talk about me, if you know dey talk about pounds Am never meeting you outside It's darkside southside Amigo dinero muy importante Yeah What you gon do For the paper Like Girl bye... damn see you later I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers Late night shift... under taker Like Yeaaah -baker Slice that bread on the scrapper Grind all day for data Man ill do anything for the paper Yeah What you gon do For the paper Like Girl bye... damn see you later I need to Bounce that ball like the Lakers Late night shift... under taker Like Yeaaah -baker Slice that bread on the scrapper Grind all day for data Man ill do anything for the paper