Nicholas Craven & Boldy James Scrabble
[Verse 1]
I'm sorry for these 40 pointers in my Cartis
Early mornings late for school
We was beefing more than Arby's
Toting choppas like a Harley
Daydreaming of a damn Marley
Off white same color as [?]
Quick to bleed a nigga block, that's a Tampax
Stepped on a chicken pot pie in some Vangrack's
We them ones giving head taps
Niggas know the truth
I [?] you and your man's cap
How many times I gotta tell you niggas?
They know the real from the fake
Man, these hoes they could tell the difference
How many times I had to bail you niggas out?
Singlehandedly, I'm the onе who held the city down
By my lonesomе, ask who did it first, me that's who
Whole brick of Sade, this shit is sweetest taboo
From where the FBI and DEA'll snatch you
Give you so many letters
Shit look like you playing Scrabble
(Let's get it)
[Chorus]
Until the judge bang the gavel
Until the truth be told and what have you
Until the story unfold and unravel
Until the evidence presented in the court of law
And the jury found me guilty, still its ConCreatures
Even if they send me up Schitt's Creek without a paddle
It's Gangtime, Mafia, where loyalty is law
Ducking the alphabet, shit feel like we playing Scrabble
(Yeah)
Faxing so many letters, shit look like we playing Scrabble
Ducking the alphabet boys, feel like we playing Scrabble
Euro stepped the work so hard, they damn near called a travel
Putting them squares back together like a game of Scrabble
[Verse 2]
He talking all that choppy shit, that really ain't his thing
Rocking out with [?] and the bullies, gave 'em [angel wings?]
Show up n show out, we ain't really tryna make a scene
Smear a little touch-up paint on it, I mix the Maybelline
Put a blue check on yo' head and verify your [?]
Hope you niggas ready to die, 'cause that ain't no Biggie
Shedding tears never clarified your pity
I'll pop out with the mop sticks and terrify your city
My lil' niggas in the field like a ball diamond
Just because you don't see me that don't mean I ain't involved kinda
Sorta, get big [?] by the border and
We move that weight, quick SlimFast, Tommy Lasorda
[Chorus]
Until the judge bang the gavel
Until the truth be told and what have you
Until the story unfold and unravel
Until the evidence presented in the court of law
And the jury found me guilty, still its ConCreatures
Even if they send me up Schitt's Creek without a paddle
It's Gangtime, Mafia, where loyalty is law
Ducking the alphabet, shit feel like we playing Scrabble
(Yeah)
Faxing so many letters, shit look like we playing Scrabble
Ducking the alphabet boys, feel like we playing Scrabble
Euro stepped the work so hard, they damn near called a travel
Putting them squares back together like a game of Scrabble