paroles de chanson Toxic (feat. GLB Bagg & Tha Anarchist) - GLB Bagg , The Glorious Ace

Ya ya a Look
When I walk up in the spot you know I'm bound to set it off
I Get to it running up this cheddar grinding like a boss
On a chase I need it all
Cause Im really tryna ball
How Im sliding on the beat I feel Weezy or Rick Ross
Man this paper it be toxic cause a nigga gotta have it
And I'm no average nigga I just seem to make It happen
And they know I do this shit every night bitch I be at it
Grab that Gas for a fraction
Flip and stack up it be magic nigga

We keep coming up quick you know we toxic
We one another level we keep it popping
I got the money coming ain't no Stoppin
Coming together we making profit with my middle finger up we toxic

Why you gotta hate when we coming up (hay)
Niggas rolling is deep why you are running up
We pour drinks I got fly girls they coming up sliding down the pole
Trying to get them dollars up
Don't shoot the club up
Let me see the booty twerk up
Some niggas get caught up in love buzz
Girl why walking with your nose up
Bad attitude and you want drink up.
I don't care how you feel shake that ass do what it's made for
Show that pussy because it's paid for
Girl you got a body of a goddess taking money out the pocket
The atmosphere is high like rockets

We keep coming up quick you know we toxic
We one another level we keep it popping
I got the money coming ain't no Stoppin
Coming together we making profit with my middle finger up we toxic

The pain in my heart
Might be harder to see I just keep to myself more than half of the time
I Wish for a way just to get em all out without using a beat without having to rhyme
Know when you see me I'm feasting on beats
Inking the sheet as I master my minds
Cadence ands flows I delivering differently than what they used to now back to my lines
Note pad stacked with the rhymes in the back pack
Flash back to the trap back way back back when I was little kid rapping rockin snap backs
Tryna write some rhymes
They got thrown in the trash can
Cuz I knew if it was out that it'd flip like a flap jack
Rapid fast like I'm rabid from a rat attack rat Atat coming out the barrel with the blap blap that's facts heard you Raps some tracks I'd pass shits whack
When I do my thing
Yeah I tend to go fast
I'm just working real hard
For a black Cadillac
People talking shit about this and all that
Tell the bitch get back
So they chit don't chat
Uh
Shake em like a rattle
Yeah they step to me to battle
Then they up shits creek
And they left without a paddle
They want beef it's like I'm cattle
I'm remaining that one asshole
As Im coming like I'm Aerosmith
As I jump back in the saddle

We keep coming up quick you know we toxic
We one another level we keep it popping
I got the money coming ain't no Stoppin
Coming together we making profit with my middle finger up we toxic