Yo, yo, yo This your man Da 5'9" This dude Crooked I Man, off Joe Beezy It's Joell
Joell Ortiz] Ya'll ready, ya'll ready, y'all know, Slaughterhouse
[Verse 1: Joell Little niggas get weight up fuck y'all, pay up My bars just as slick as my dick and stay up than me, say what? Wait up, straight up I finish niggas right off the bat like a I seen a lot of come, I a lot of go But y'all know I'm from, B-R double O You know the rest pimpin', yeah, I was bred Here come with the NY bop, you know, the leg limpin' My ice mug frozen it's stiff nigga, might wanna hold onto your bitch I got a way with women, I faithfully with women Let 'em suck on bottle and pray that I throw a baby in 'em I just throw 'em a gold fronts Pour up a cup of E & J and light up a dro I was never soft, never saw me flinchin' they lettin' off Never had to cause I set it off
[Verse 2: Da 5'9] Ya'll know my name, bitch, never change up my I'm just a rich nigga from a that's bankrupt we take oath Then I'm pulling turquoise strings in my Lebron corks In Turks and I came from wicked chair fame wearin' sets I learned that can't buy happiness But I I'd rather do all my cryin' in the Corvette a dollar, buy a suit Have a child, and 'em follow suit Wavin' that weatherchange Make the winter fall, coming through with to lose Taking everything you know Let him his fall in his draws And pray that he land on that minute in my Hublot I'm about that Art Of War That Basquiat Picasso drawing a Using the blood of a usual who was told die slow Your money on me, bet it all, you know set it off
[Verse 3: Joe Let's skip the small and get right to the wealth Truth is I give a fuck, but right to myself fame, keep the shit I write to myself If what I do is therapeutic, man, the slightest helps angel dust my freshman year Gave it a try, cool, did I knew Had the meaning of high school Teachers him a sociopath and a liar Fuck them, only went to class for the Now I'm gettin' for The same thinking they tried to prescribe for They said I needed a wrench, I'm a loose Vital, suicidal, said I would kill mi Wasn't in French, said I'd let it off Never know who or you might get Main reason never want me to set it off You now dealing with niggas that's never off All bets off, so nah, you won't be off
[Verse 4: I] Jewish arm on my arm like a Semitic boss art hanging, uh, that's my Kemetic cross set it off Even got wavin' our flag, Betsy Ross Old Chevy, the head is off Impala Heavy lack the weight of the llama Still bear arms like a shaven How you thinkin' a faded neurology student Is when chasin' a dollar So mind, a clever rhyme I'd find a better grind, forever times Sittin' behind me I'm ahead of mine In era I'm livin' outside of the paradigm I'm comin' outside with a pair of and Caroline Share a then they share a 9 inch, never mind I probably even keep going Cause these rappers keep hoein' with their showing I set it off