full control - gamble x crooks lyrics
[gamble]
don’t this sh-t make you tremble go mental
put it to your temple
gm gamble on the instrumental
two wildest mcs, sounds like a good bundle
here’s up and here’s a sample
in the streets we makin’ rumble
on the mic we far from gentle
straight outta montreal we ball, but never f-cking fumble
uh huh
[crooks]
it’s the c-r double o-k
comin’ off the motherf-ckin’ studio today
what’s you gon’ say when my sh-t gon’ play
you gon’ gas me up or speak your mind truthfully
nervermind this negative sh-t, i’m just takin’ a sit
sippin’ on my cup while inhalin’ the hit
it’s an invasion and sh-t
this is for my gs
we invaded this sh-t
b-tches going crazy ‘cuz i gave her the d-ck
the game is changin’ man let’s face it and skip the basics
i ace it fam and i’ll make it d-mn, d-mnit i ain’t ’bout to quit as i’m a legend in the making
i ain’t missin’ my chance
i feel invincible man
you can never see me gamblin’ my chances
i’m an invisible, lyrical, mythical with a delusional gang
quizzical/physical, metaphysical stance, this my lyrical dance
i bring the ruckus
i lift my middle finger to the motherf-ckers that be sayin’ f-ck us
you just bustazz out of luck what’s up
i had enough, now i’m in your face to put you in your place and you ain’t gettin’ up
this my evil g*nius ego trip
even jesus he gon’ flip
this song lethal needle sh-t
we gon’ need some weed and sips
don’t ever claim to know me you don’t know where i’ve been
don’t think i won’t do nothing, you don’t know how i’ve sinned
[gamble]
right back at ya
uh
and i would take a couple bullets to the knees before i kneel
yeah i would k!ll, a couple angry souls that i would shoot
cut stuff up in my trunk, yeah i would steal, a mill
burn it make it right back before i tap out
straight bringin’ that sh-t back before the cashout
they must have failed a couple cl-sses, they count me out
but i’ll make sure they count it twice, or count again until it’s nice
and fair, that my name is froze in ice, yeah
godd-mn i reminisce when i couldn’t give a sh-t
sneak out the back my momma house with three or four zips
then run around a couple times phone calls inbound i’m chasing dreams that i can’t grab man f-ck
i guess i’ll tell you what they found
picture me rollin’ in a f-cking ats bro
smokin’ some kush kickin’ some rhymes wait for the text bro
and when we get it, we gon’ ride, just one more time
and we’ll be sure to make a motherf-ckin’ mess bro
don’t this sh-t make your tremble go mental
put it to your temple
gm gamble on the instrumental
two wildest mcs, sounds like a good bundle
here’s up and here’s a sample
in the streets we makin’ rumble
on the mic we far from gentle
straight outta montreal we ball, but never f-cking fumble
uh huh
yeah
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