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Respect Songtext

A nigga hit a lick for ten kicks with no mask
Slapped him with the K, then knocked him out with his old ass
Hit him with the razor, tryna give him a toe tag
Kill him in his neighbors, tryna leave with his cold cash
I write my crimes in the notepad, it′s all bad
I'm out my mind, I grew up with no dad
In the fast lane, a nigga never had a thing

When we fucked, I made that ho do some trafficking
You fell in love with her though, bought her a booty job

If the coffin ain′t closed, then you ain't do the job

It's the mob, but you ain′t gotta get jumped in
But you do gotta knock a nigga down or somethin′
First time you killed a man, you had your eyes closed

I'm starin′ at this world through a blindfold
Gettin' high, where the time go?
You never felt pain ′til you watched your mom die slow


I'm a savage, if it′s beef, I gotta blast it
I'll leave a nigga smoked like a Maverick
Respect, I gotta have it
If I don't get it, then I guess I gotta clap shit
Flippin′ grams, makin′ my pack do gymnastics
You'll never have shit if you don′t stack shit
Respect, I gotta have it
Catchin' wops around the clock, I′m on some trap shit, nigga

Niggas sell they soul for the raw

If I steal your gold, you can't go to the law
Killed my young bull, never told who they are

Nobody know the pain I hold in my thoughts

Same day you seen me, puttin′ holes in your heart

The sight on my G-Lock glows in the dark

Everybody goes, Allah gon' judge our souls when we part
They stopped sellin' Actavis
Caught up in the dunya where I′ll never find happiness
Wake up on some Act′ up shit, no matter what you do
Not doin' life, then I′m not impressed
Y'all ain′t drankin' rivers, killin′ niggas, then y'all not the best
Sellin' crack at eleven, nigga, we ain′t have a pot to piss
Feds hit the spot, took my nigga, it′s too hot to flex
Petty dealers say they got work, but they not connects
Panty pinchers sayin' they mob, nigga, they not with us


I′m a savage, if it's beef, I gotta blast it
I′ll leave a nigga smoked like a Maverick
Respect, I gotta have it
If I don't get it, then I guess I gotta clap shit
Flippin′ grams, makin' my pack do gymnastics
You'll never have shit if you don′t stack shit
Respect, I gotta have it
Catchin′ wops around the clock, I'm on some trap shit, nigga

Devil′s rejects and the pistol click
Try to slide through the set, get your rental lit

Bitch, you ain't with the shit
Free Lil Beezy, he don′t get out 'til he like fifty-six
He only twenty-two, you totin′ twenty-twos
I doubled up, the four-four'll blow you out your shoes

You the dicks, I couldn't vouch for you
If it was time to ride on niggas, could I count on you?
To keep it solid, you know Threezy mobbin′
Niggas come home from the joint, be all brolic
But that don′t mean shit in the streets 'cause niggas watch shit
Get smoked by a nigga that you tryna catch some lock with
You always in the studio, but you don′t drop shit
Me and my niggas grindin', gettin′ shit accomplished

Respect, but I'll disrespect you
I been chanked the ready like my brother F-Two

I′m a savage, if it's beef, I gotta blast it
I'll leave a nigga smoked like a Maverick
Respect, I gotta have it
If I don′t get it, then I guess I gotta clap shit
Flippin′ grams, makin' my pack do gymnastics
You′ll never have shit if you don't stack shit
Respect, I gotta have it
Catchin′ wops around the clock, I'm on some trap shit, nigga

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