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pocket knocka - c.m. james lyrics

shout to a real n*gga, on the count of three
take a shot of some liquor, talkin about me
i hype me up, dont try ya luck
i ain’t santa but i keep that pole
i pipe me up, i hype me up

i got 99 rounds and two 50 round clips
i let one off cause i like the sound
but trust me i dont miss
i’m just playing, im just saying
you ain’t gotta hype me up
ya b*tch will hype me up

spring, summer, winter, fall
tain, sleet, or snow
i’ll bring ya what ya into
wheatherman: ice, tree, or blow

i get hypertension when my fingers get to itching
get to whippen in the kitchen
get the money then i wrench around and gеt to wrenchen

f*ckk chasin b*tches and tryna gеt attention
pillow*talkin’ to these chickens that they ain’t even hittin’,
she ain’t swingin’ what you pitchin’
stool pigeon known for snitching
wallet watchin m*th*f*cka doin nada
f*ckin pocket knocka
n*gga whats the fuss fo, you ain’t got not hustle?
gossiping ass b*tch (whistle) you need a muzzle!
full time hater full time c*ck blocka
wallet watchin m*th*f*cka
thats a pocket knocka!

n*gga whats the fuss fo, you ain’t got not hustle?
gossiping ass b*tch (whistle) you need a muzzle!
full time hater full time c*ck blocka
wallet watchin m*th*f*cka
thats a pocket knocka!

i’m an entrepreneur, but please don’t let that fool ya
i lay low and make my mulah
n*ggas on payroll bring it to ya
all that chit*chat, all that yip*yap
give ’em a bonus, have you kidnapped
that’s a contract — they don’t know me
write that off, on my 1040

i’m just sayin… i ain’t playing
you dont have to hype me up, this check will hype me up
spring, summer, winter, fall
i don’t give a f*ck at all
somethin’ to discuss lets talk
pick up the phone and call
h*llo lil homie heard you talkin like ya know me
i’m the mack call me goldie, “look here mr pretty tony.”
get in some gangsta sh*t and find out where you reside at.
2, 3, 4, 500 k… mothef*cka can you buy that?
i hear the stories, i hear the lies
i know its true i can see it your eyes
dont matter you if yo 9*5, or movin 13.5
mix it like its betty crocka
and watch out for them pocket knockas

n*gga whats the fuss fo, you ain’t got not hustle?
gossiping ass b*tch (whistle) you need a muzzle!
full time hater full time c*ck blocka
wallet watchin m*th*f*cka
thats a pocket knocka!

you gossip like a b*tch (whistle)
you gossip like a b*tch (whistle)

n*gga whats the fuss fo, you ain’t got not hustle?
gossiping ass b*tch (whistle) you need a muzzle!
full time hater full time c*ck blocka
wallet watchin m*th*f*cka
thats a pocket knocka!
n*gga whats the fuss fo, you ain’t got not hustle?
gossiping ass b*tch (whistle) you need a muzzle!
full time hater full time c*ck blocka
wallet watchin m*th*f*cka
thats a pocket knocka!

- c m james lyrics

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