When I See You Songtext
von Prodigy
When I See You Songtext
Yeah, it go 1, 2, 3 to the 4
That nigga P Double got that shit for sure
5, 6, 7 To the 8
You niggas make me laugh, straight to the bank
You niggas got a problem with me?
Can′t wait 'til we in the same room, in the same place
You just dropped a brick, get out my face
Your album sound like shit, fucking disgrace
To the whole black race, rat race
Stop wasting budgets, buy yourself a place
My song will embarrass you, you in the wrong game
I′ll make you look stupid, sound real lame
Compared to the 16 bars of pain
When I write I get tight, I be ready to bang
Cause in real life out in the world it get worse
I'll brace, call, buy guns and bang for your shirt
It's gon′ be some shit when I see you
Goodfella nigga but I′m finna get evil
Up, caught him when his pants was down
Look, now I got him running on camera now
It's gon′ be some shit at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got himself killed off of that Bacardi
We handle the shit then it's back to the party
Ayo dunn, take the blunt while I fuck this nigga up
He burning our flag and he fronting like he tough
Niggas coming home from jail like they supposed to have me
Under some type of pressure, go fuck your mother
You really wanna step to me?
Get on line and go around the block, who next to get live?
On P-TV, better not half step cause
Everybody watching, they all gon′ witness my
Power and strength, you see it's not a toy
You trying to pet a lion, I′mma enjoy me an arm for dinner
Man, God forbid I
Get a hold of the rest of you, I would be a sinner
And thou shall not kill, 'less they trying to kill me
And then I shall finger pop the uzi
Now the bitch is all wet
Bitch ass nigga, I'll make him fall back
When I hit him in the titties, catch him in the city
Do him real dirty, cut his face real pretty
Niggas bleed more when they drunk off the Henny
You fucked up my shirt, mad DNA
It′s gon′ be some shit when I see you
Goodfella nigga but I'm finna get evil
Up, caught him when his pants was down
Look, now I got him running on camera now
It′s gon' be some shit at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got himself killed off of that Bacardi
We handle the shit then it′s back to the party
That nigga P Double got that shit for sure
5, 6, 7 To the 8
You niggas make me laugh, straight to the bank
You niggas got a problem with me?
Can′t wait 'til we in the same room, in the same place
You just dropped a brick, get out my face
Your album sound like shit, fucking disgrace
To the whole black race, rat race
Stop wasting budgets, buy yourself a place
My song will embarrass you, you in the wrong game
I′ll make you look stupid, sound real lame
Compared to the 16 bars of pain
When I write I get tight, I be ready to bang
Cause in real life out in the world it get worse
I'll brace, call, buy guns and bang for your shirt
It's gon′ be some shit when I see you
Goodfella nigga but I′m finna get evil
Up, caught him when his pants was down
Look, now I got him running on camera now
It's gon′ be some shit at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got himself killed off of that Bacardi
We handle the shit then it's back to the party
Ayo dunn, take the blunt while I fuck this nigga up
He burning our flag and he fronting like he tough
Niggas coming home from jail like they supposed to have me
Under some type of pressure, go fuck your mother
You really wanna step to me?
Get on line and go around the block, who next to get live?
On P-TV, better not half step cause
Everybody watching, they all gon′ witness my
Power and strength, you see it's not a toy
You trying to pet a lion, I′mma enjoy me an arm for dinner
Man, God forbid I
Get a hold of the rest of you, I would be a sinner
And thou shall not kill, 'less they trying to kill me
And then I shall finger pop the uzi
Now the bitch is all wet
Bitch ass nigga, I'll make him fall back
When I hit him in the titties, catch him in the city
Do him real dirty, cut his face real pretty
Niggas bleed more when they drunk off the Henny
You fucked up my shirt, mad DNA
It′s gon′ be some shit when I see you
Goodfella nigga but I'm finna get evil
Up, caught him when his pants was down
Look, now I got him running on camera now
It′s gon' be some shit at this party
Everybody leaving except for one body
Got himself killed off of that Bacardi
We handle the shit then it′s back to the party
Writer(s): Albert Johnson, William Curtis Jr. Stanberry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
