Fame - BK to Mississippi feat. Tito Lopez lyrics

rate me

Fly high

turn up

Attention all Mc's don't wanna..

that's up talking imagine all when you're all your resumes

I mean is guffing entertainment but that's where it states

pull up the mass of these niggas ain't who they pretend to be

they know my recipe, fame big and plenty year

jury sick, goes on my cross like a Chevrolet,

pretty chick know that she my size, so she won't complainin

and no we ain't official ain't no issues born no Stevie..

Said the New Jack nigga, watch me suit pass nigga,

this funny niggas imitate me, out since pu ass niggas

they want war bring it on and let the cruise class niggas

school the heart knock just on me if you pass nigga

tell me who f*cking with me, I wait for a dough,

and got no answer like the question was a tour go,

I can spit that harder show, bet you bull with.. me though

she spit upon my mike fast nigga that's a corn flow.

my man got tent for some shitty ain't though,

and when no trouble but somehow it always find you,

plus he got a daughter, shawty when you over too

and next time you see it is when you're rolling in the high-school

it's real rap nigga, no fiction in it,

so track the bullshit and you can head the difference in it,

..Tito meet me at your very fast Stevo

from Brooklyn in Mississippi nigga, I said divo.

The combination of south side and east side,

no peace sign just piss on your ego,

find it all while I'm on your weak rhymes,

selling your soul I'd rather keep mine,

tryin to see me as easy

just look for the graffiti on the street signs nigga

Lost city, my nigga is so much cash,

so be in bad boys, they could probably your boss did it,

play greedy on that frame nitty when you end up shitty

is kitty later than that's a fade I can't pit it,

I lack sympathy, mentally I'm ..

Mack fade like that day I'm tryin to live in emphony

blowing up the building feeling like the end of shit for me

how bout em police and holla like Latifah this ain't for me

white people pisted me, 'cause when I finish

they gonna have to give us way more than a month for black history

is no mystery like who kill half for the proper way that introduce me as Master Grass..I'm out

And we stay for BK to Mississippi

all my east side boys come and ride with me,

And we stay for BK to Mississippi

all my south side niggas come and vibe with me.

And we stay for BK to Mississippi

all my west side boys get high with me

And we stay for BK to Mississippi

all my north side nigags get fly with me

Fly high no turbulence on em

F*ck what these niggas heard