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Dave East

Cut Em Off

 

Cut Em Off

(album: Karma 2 - 2018)


[Dave East:]
I had to cut a couple niggas off
I had to put a couple hitters on
Niggas talk too much, I ain't come here to talk
Spaceship through the ghetto, ain't no (where to park?)
I had to cut a couple niggas off
I had to put a couple hitters on
Niggas talk too much, I ain't come here to talk
Spaceship through the ghetto, ain't no (where to park?)

I heard 'em say I ain't got no hit records
If I rap it now, I got yo' bitch naked
They ain't just start ratting, niggas been telling
I ain't out here capping, niggas been jealous
I go and get the paper, they just conversating
I don't chat 'bout other men, I spend no time debating
Two-hundred-thousand just so I could race it
This is my operation, run it up 'til I could rake it
And now she notice diamonds frozen, got her tryna taste me
Rich and I'm rolling, fuck with Neighbors and I fuck with Grape Street
Already did so much without no album, can't replace me
I leveled up, now niggas angry, shit could never change me
Baby

I had to cut a couple niggas off
I had to put a couple hitters on
Niggas talk too much, I ain't come here to talk
Spaceship through the ghetto, ain't no (where to park?)
I had to cut a couple niggas off
I had to put a couple hitters on
Niggas talk too much, I ain't come here to talk
Spaceship through the ghetto, ain't no (where to park?)

[Don Q:]
Yeah
I orchestrated the whole corporation
Toting bangers, praying we avoid the station
Bitch, I get that pack and I go walk the pay-in
Running back, I get a sack and let the corner taste it
Clocking in, I work the night shift with that ready-rock
Longs you hit it with the right whip, they gon' steady cop
Please don't call me talking prices, make my celly hot
Said I ain't got hits, still buy the same jewelry that Nelly got
AP, fully loaded watches
Hoodie low, you see the fully poking out it
Window low, the smoke come out it
Back suburban, packing burners
React and the smoke come out it
Hope you fast as Jackie Joyner when niggas convert to violence
They heard he styling, my pockets used to have lint balls
Can't associate with these rodents, they make my skin crawl
Hit the first spot, make a movie, and then I spin off
Come back and make the spin-off
Fuck it, let's take the tint off, nigga

[Dave East:]
I had to cut a couple niggas off
I had to put a couple hitters on
Niggas talk too much, I ain't come here to talk
Spaceship through the ghetto, ain't no (where to park?)
I had to cut a couple niggas off
I had to put a couple hitters on
Niggas talk too much, I ain't come here to talk
Spaceship through the ghetto, ain't no (where to park?)

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