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lirik lagu pi town sound – ej carter

[intro] [matt menace and ej carter]
yeah
slidin’ through the m*th*f*ckin’ pi and sh*t
straight out the west, late night sh*t
just reflecting on sh*t you feel me?
got a double cup of that squ
(give you somethin’ you can feel if you real)
roye got us on them backwoods
(it’s the sound of the pi)

[verse 1] [ej carter]
let’s do it
hey
p to the i to the g to the o to the d
you ain’t f*ckin wit me you a heretic
i stay wit a pistol like maravich
two o’s of green, robert parish sh*t
thinkin ‘bout how i came up from the bottom with n*ggas
i’m probably gon’ perish with
get down on one knee and propose to the money
and i will never let the marriage slip
n*ggas don’t know how to cherish sh*t
i manage the money like merrill lynch
i’m just slidin’ thru the pi (the pi)
the weed and the music my therapist
downtown when i roll around
passin’ the horses and carriages
my confidence high but these n*ggas gon’ hate when they try
and mistake it for arrogance
facts, facts
you n*ggas is capped out
they hear my name and they act out
‘cause they bet on they self and they cr*pped out
that n*gga ej he on a roll
country grammar cd on the floor
sippin’ squ when i’m whippin’ through
double cuppin’ i hate when it overflows
‘bout to pull up at a local show for an artist i guarantee no one knows
thinkin’ bout when i go major
how many artists will i have to overthrow?
step in the door with my overcoat
they trippin’ like they caught the holy ghost
i’m not with that foolishness
who is this ludicrous n*gga who up in here throwin’ bows?
security get ‘em up off me
yeah (yeah)
[hook] [matt menace and ej carter]
n*ggas pull up to the show and see them people with they hands in the sky, yeah (ya dig)
when they see it they don’t get it, then they hear it and they figure out why, yeah (make an h with your fingers put it upside down n*gga)
give you somethin’ you can feel, if you real, it’s gon’ get you high, yeah
it’s the sound of the pi
(pi town, n*gga this that sound)

[verse 2] [b. roye]
it’s my turn to showcase the movement
b. roye, that n*gga sicker than lupus
blowin’ blunts i’m with my n*gga rufus
checkin’ women off of my to do list
tootsie pop, i smack her on the booty
n*ggas sweet as an assorted frootie
c*ck back that pistol i feed that to judas
comin’ for n*ggas who don’t really do this, okay
everything i do for mama, sharp as katana
i eat like a school of piranha
my chick oh my god what a goddess
i eat all the fruit out her garden
but not the booty beg your pardon
that’s somebody’s daughter
still i go deep in that, terry mclaurin
been real, since my jacket was starter
chasin’ these m’s like i play in ann arbor, swear
a milli a milli, yes i want it really
chasin’ money make me giddy
my home where they say dilly dilly
i’m flyer than philly
and n*ggas softer than some titties
i sing to your b*tch like i’m milli vanilli
she ready to go so i let her free w*lly
n*ggas be cappin’ don’t let it offend me
‘cause these n*ggas suck and i do not like hickies
this ain’t a broken home
still i’m running away from the competition
not coming back, you cannot convince him
doubters i use ‘em as ammunition
play your position i’m
high as f*ck, the king has risen i
need a bag if i’m payin’ attention
haters be talking and i do not listen
f*ck with the fam and i go sonny liston
okay, okay, okay
i’m just so glad we got that out the way
[hook]: [matt menace and ej carter]
n*ggas pull up to the show
and see them people with they hands in the sky, yeah
(rep for the town n*gga 314 b*tch ass n*gga)
when they see it they don’t get it
then they hear it and they figure out why, yeah (slidin’)
give you somethin’ you can feel
if you real, it’s gon’ get you high, yeah
(blow somethin’ you feel me?)
it’s the sound of the pi
(pi town, n*gga this that sound)

[outro] [ej carter]
three point, one four
an irrational number
to match all the sh*t that you seein’ if this where you’re at in the summer
yeah, haha
you already know what is n*gga, 314 sh*t n*gga
st. louis n*gga you know i’m from the west, 5800 baby
got the chinamen on deck, pineapple vess in the squ
ha, it’s nothing though
holla at your boy n*gga

- ej carter

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