paroles de chanson Uh~Huh (feat. D-Bo) - Eastman Records feat. D-Bo

Is it hot in here tonight or what? Uh Huh
Do you feel it in your Veins, Like Blood? Uh-Huh
Shit, I'm trippin an i've had enough, Uh-Huh
That must mean that it's time to roll a blunt, Uh-Huh
If you're in the house then put your hands up, Uh-Huh
I've been looking at your girl from a far, Hey Ma
No protection on me in the game, yeah, Thats Raw
But if you see a crown im a snatch it on God

I didn't want to serve you
But you're sitting at my table
Scratching at my plate
Why you fucking with my label
I'd should fade you nicely
Like a barber chair you would snap
Pressures dicey as I'm largely underestimated
By the
By the
By the

By the fact that under the night sky
Over the right price I would hunt you
To kill or be killed it would come too
Let's smoke, Come around my way
An let me hear your best joke
I'm kidding, I tackle Box like a fisherman
I'm getting ready to go to the top with you
Too many motherfuckers on the block
Ready to cock pistols and for what? Cannabis
Should have been in the front of the drug war
Fuck what a drunk whore like
First off fuck you vessels of the devil
Trying to snatch my Chi
I'm in God's lane with the pedal to the metal
An these demons in my sleep peeping
At the dream that'll lead to their demise
Inspiration can come from anywhere
You got to keep them eyes open more than
The black hole that's in your Ex's chest
I would say heart but that would be a jest
Or a joke or something and I ain't on that funny shit
Just got Tony a Mink coat we're dying on the funny shit
For the family and the team, plus a couple of pounds of weed
That'll do donkey besides the fucking keys to the fiend house
Cause we pumping dope faith into IV's Now

Is it hot in here tonight or what? Uh Huh
Do you feel it in your Veins, Like Blood? Uh-Huh
Shit, I'm trippin an i've had enough, Uh-Huh
That must mean that it's time to roll a blunt, Uh-Huh
If you're in the house then put your hands up, Uh-Huh
I've been looking at your girl from a far, Hey Ma
No protection on me in the game, yeah, Thats Raw
But if you see a crown im a snatch it on God

I'm on the precipice of eating all these rappers
And they're pissed about it
Originally from the East and I just want to
Speak about it, hear me out Dog, Okay
Ya got to check on the catalog
Work it with the saddle off, Ashing in the plate
Eclipsing into space before hit the Catacombs
Word, watch how i flip the bird and a Pack
Yes sir run it back, unsure what is that
Shit that you're talking while I'm loading up
The next shot, I swear to fucking God
I won't end up like the next Pac, Peace brother
An if you really want to know
Imma need another minute just to tell you
D-Bo's on the block and I'm betting that
It's about to be the reason that you're not. Whoa
Swerving in the fast lane real confused you
Don't want to pull up im a fucking bruise who
Ever wants smoke
From a bully on a beat this is not a joke
Eastman's in the House, Colliding Scopes

Is it hot in here tonight or what? Uh Huh
Do you feel it in your Veins, Like Blood? Uh-Huh
Shit, I'm trippin an i've had enough, Uh-Huh
That must mean that it's time to roll a blunt, Uh-Huh
If you're in the house then put your hands up, Uh-Huh
I've been looking at your girl from a far, Hey Ma
No protection on me in the game, yeah, Thats Raw
But if you see a crown im a snatch it on God

On God, Motha Fucker