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king 4 a day - wildliffe society lyrics

[intro: ]
yo mello man, check this broad out man
baby girl on swiz*ole
what’s up pretty lady, how would you like to have a lil ice cream with me and my friend?

step off thugs!

whoa, broke trick
put ya ice skate on and skate on outta here
like i tole you before man
first you get the power, then you get the money, then you get the woman, jack…

me i want what’s coming to me
the world, chico, and everything in it

[verse 1: mello*t & rated x]
it’s ’95 get ready for a takeover, i used to slang rocks
but now i’m rollin’ boulders
scopin’ out them dope fiends jumping on my team
yeah i’m servin’ up them high beams so you needs to see me
an opportunity knockin’ on my door
this n*ggie wants more than drinkin’ up the liquor store
but that’s the past so leave it all behind
so what’s going through your mind? mello t got to write rhymes
cause that block is getting too hot
rookie cops rookie cops, sweating up the dope spot
24*7 it’s a 211, drop the dope it’s them folks, to stop the drug selling
i’m comin up, so holler at your boy
i got that haitian, ain’t that what you lookin for
t*bone t*bone have you heard pops gonna front me a big fat bird
ya d*mn straight that bird gonna slang
i got them cluckers fiending for that thang
[hook: ]
drug money (drug money)
drug money (drug money)
drug money (drug money)
six in the morning, police at my door

[verse 2: rated x]
big man on the block, cool mack daddy stacking, bank
i’m setting out work packs, smoking dank
and dope fiends every five want a 20, but i ain’t handling them dubs strictly 50s
i’m serving fat double ups, 5 slugs, i’m showing them fiends in my hood much love
so go ahead and drop salt, squash it mane
cause while you capping on a brother i’m slanging caine
smooth roiling to cali got that 36
so i can jet with 2 keys for the l!ck
i’m setting up shop stronger than before
650 gets the proper half o
it’s straight haitian from san pablo
that’s why them fiends think i got the best dope
i know what’s up so you marks can’t read me
i’m stacking paper fool so you can’t fade me
i got the juice from them marks round the way
i guess that makes me king for a day

[hook: ]
drug money (drug money)
drug money (drug money)
drug money (drug money)
six in the morning, police at my door
[verse 3: mello*t]
my money green so it really don’t matter, i make a cameo
i can hear the chitty*chatter
heads turn, but when will you buster’s learn
i got the ammo to make the city burn
say the roof the roof is on fire, i’m rollin with blunt now me and my g’s be gettin higher
we moving snow and them folk’s can’t fade it, i’m breakin’ moms off her little n*ggie done made it
she rollin’ cadillac furs on her back, i get them proper sacks
so what’s up jack!
i play my freaks on a little lay low, sell up with ogs
now they make the bank roll
so keep trippin’ and get your little nuts hurt from new york to cali, we puttin’ marks in the dirt
yeah it’s your boy i had it like hay, and them folks couldn’t take it away, cause i was king for a day

(them creepers creepin’, them peeper peepin, , slow ya roll jack!)

[verse 4: rated x]
them feds on my jock so i break
i’m trying my best to avoid another case
so i’m laying low, stashing all my g rides
i’m give orders to them marks on the northside
them folks did a sweep last week
and guess who they looking for, yeah me
they gaming all you chumps on them plea deals
soon as you get out of jail you know you’re gonna be k!lled
i’m living by the sword i know that’s how i’ll die
i know and don’t care partner that’s the reason why
so blame it on my moms blame it on my dad
it wasn’t the best life that a brother ever had
life ain’t nothing but a game so i play
i guess that makes me king for a day
[outro: ]
me i want what’s coming to me
the world, chico, and everything in it

drug money (drug money)
drug money (drug money)
drug money (drug money)

- wildliffe society lyrics

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