Props Over Here Lyrics

Props Over Here lyrics

Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face
New York City have mercy one
time, introducing the crew

[Fashion]
Hey, you ain't really you and you
ain't really down
Plus I'm tired of seeing you fucking for they face of
ground
'Cause when I sit back and think back of how you found me
It make
me react react my fucking yammy
Now I don't cock, though my mnd is in the
sewer
I just kick back six pack and then I do 'er
But she gets stuck on
crowing like a cat
'Cause the toes got sucked on she don't know how to
act
Back in the days I am 237, used to rumble Kevin
Backing hoes was like
heaven
Eleven, years later I tried to hide
And hoped they pass me by like
I'm the pharycyde
Just let me puff and lounge with my niggas
Don't have
no time to fake funk with triggers
Don't believe in kids with that puts cat
say
Fuck around with Fasion get your whole shit bit
Spend crazy years
with the blues pay dues
Before I met the Psycho is in the junk yard
juice
But now the crew combined and we can't be stopped
Going around the
globe to collect the props

When I'm in New York, you know what I wanna
hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Com' on, out in Cali, you know what I
wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
When I'm down in Detroit, you
know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Now when I'm out in
Philly, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]

[Psycho Les]
I get stoned everyday I gots nothing else to
do
I'm getting drunk with my niggas `til the night is thru
And when the
night is thru, I won't have a fucking clue
Of what tomorrow will bring so I
pay ten [true]
Yo life's kind of funny if you don't make money
Then your
days ain't fuckin sunny
Excuse me for my language
But I'm trying to get
my last thing together
And bought the crib to be in my damn bids so
never
Acted like I deserve to have it
I whipped I stabbed it I whipped I
grabbed it you silly
Rabbit, I'm coming at your door
Tracks behind the
stacks better yo I'm brought showa
I'm showa, unlike others wanna pop
u
Use a pistol drop dogging that shit you need to stop
'Cause when I
approach and you can't back up
What you said [Toma]
Fly you fucking head
like that

Now when I'm in Atlanta, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah
you get props over here]
Texax, uhh, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you
get props over here]
When I'm out in Chicago, you know what I wanna
hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Out in DC, you know what I wanna
hear

[Juju]
Real niggas do real things and that's a fact
And real
niggas could lick their hoes in niggas backs
And your life's down like a
heavy price to pay
For some bullshit that you ain't even had to say
But
don't sweat that, 'cause I'm 'ma let you keep your head
If I wanted to kill,
you're already be dead
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot of money to
make
I got no time for you and all the moves you fake
Taking care of
business yeah without a doubt
And I'm 'ma make a million dollars kid before
I'm out
Yeah I gotta give a shout to my peeps in Corona
Going hand to
hand gettin' loot on the corner
Life is full of stress and to rest my
brain
So I puff the buddha bless and destroy the pain
I gotta a lot of
things to do, a lot of money to make
I got no time for you and all the moves
you fake

When I'm in Japan, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get
props over here]
When I'm out in London, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah
you get props over here]
Hey when I'm in Norway, you know what I wanna
hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
And when I'm out in Paris, you know
what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over here]
Beatnuts in the house