Who Want What W. Jr&ph7 Lyrics

Ras Kass

The Barmageddon Mixtape

Lyrics to Who Want What W. Jr&ph7
Who Want What W. Jr&ph7 Video:
Featuring Freeway & Saigon

Where is the love?
JR & PH7, Sai, Free, and of course, is the Waterproof
My bro cannot compare the niggas
I'm a big black dick so I'm better nigga
And my chick is gone, and I'm tip toeing to the top,
Be careful, nigga!
But I'm on point, yeah, I'm on point
I got no choice
I'm a herd guy in a Rolls Royce
You bless me, caress me, you test me, you force me to
Divorce me and force me to pop both
From the block when the cops get knocked off
North Philly, my spot dog
You raised me, as a matter of fact, you made me
These other rap niggas forgazi
I don't trust you, fuck you
Don't, just pay me!
Young free cooler than the AC
Catch me chilling with a baby
Philly niggas don't play dog
We don't hate trust gon' spray y'all
With that 40 7
We PH7 and JR

[Hook x2]
Ready go, go
Tell me who want what job
Ain't nobody screwing with me no more
Ready, ready go
Tell me who want what job
Ain't nobody screwing with me no more

Is that face to fact for your face get crap
I chase the yack till I fade the black
They got sign, free laces, trap
DJ knows, better play this bet
I came in the game with the aim to change it
Everybody else still doing the same shit
But I show you what the difference is
So we all know the significance
What I address in my sentences
The testament of my relentlessness
Ain't no love, so I don't want your hug
The handshakes is fake, quitting all over your mug
That's the reasons I'm not going to club
Nigga act up yeah I'm throwing the slug
Two time felon, two crime villain
Who the fuck is you, you don't mind tellin'
I say yeah, like the nigga in the hood
Nigga want in front in the kid, too shit to
Look you son of a bitch, I cook you
Deep down in the ground where I put you
Hold down let me ride the beat
At least that's what they say when they see in the street
They say Sire thank you for getting ready to weep
And thank JR for flipping the beat
Creation say we, we love you
Of course we do, of course we do
And guess what, we love you all too
They say if we love you!
Rewind us to the beginning again
Even if I lost it, I want them in the end!

[Hook x2]
Ready go, go
Tell me who want what job
Ain't nobody screwing with me no more
Ready, ready go
Tell me who want what job
Ain't nobody screwing with me no more

My shit flowing like the diarrhea fly MC I am heat
Hit his eyeballs siamese but life in it's entirety
Checking the beanstalk
You all end up what the giant be
One last big mother fucker
You don't really want me to climb that tree
Let's shoot weapons without snitching
And see who dies quietly
Drink like a Russian, arrogant as a French
Be acting violently
Green wallabies be that, avocado kashmir
Now all I need is the land and a ring and a master right up here
Suck it like a hip hop, underground superhero
Walk out the booth, DeNiro
Here , I scoop the year 0
Airport currency exchanged for a profit on a dollar
And keep your girl on her knees, I'm an arthroscopic scholar
Holler, esta putos have them leaking out their salsa
Vulcans lead verdict, murder, I flip the wordplay
Academic annihilation appreciating invitation
All star alliteration for your Oscar consideration

[Hook x2]
Ready go, go
Tell me who want what job
Ain't nobody screwing with me no more
Ready, ready go
Tell me who want what job
Ain't nobody screwing with me no more
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