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female vocalism - the conscious daughters lyrics

[intro: cmg & special one]
now
back up b*tch
perking off that [?] right
and the nine*six
on the come*up
it’s the come*up song
tcd all up in your trunk
collecting all my scrilla
and cashing all them checks (haha)
on the f*cking come*up hex (tcd)
biatch

[chorus: cmg and special one]
i got a come*up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
i gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay
i gots to come up
and do it for my folks
yeah pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
i gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
gotta get that motherf*cking n*gga straight from the bay
[verse 1: cmg]
come follow me into the central
with endless potential
confuse the mentals
but they will call us experimental
i’m tall enough to shadow cliques
like eclipse but tricks like
to talk all that yang
(n*gga go get your sh*t right)

from your body frame
you’re steady dropping sh*t
but ain’t potty trained
wouldn’t this mean he learns the virtue of silence?
hurt you with violence
no i burn you with status quos (and bombass [?])
i wrote the swan song
even n*ggas come long
after i’ve gone home
put away that mic hoe
lay down them headphones
you ain’t yet ready to kick it
or get with this wicked ‘ol sh*t
of bucket or pot to p*ss in you’re missing
so never f*ck with
the c*before*the*mg never friendly to many
so few they know me as foe
the rest of y’all i will stress more
you’re listening to the cash*making gaffler

that’s what i’m after
[chorus: cmg & special one]
i got a come*up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay
i got to come up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay

[verse 2: special one]
now i drunk a drop of [act rights?]
sat back and got my rap tight
now see me
but first let me hit this beanie
(d*mn you greedy)
no i’m just needy
i’m parallel to none but cmg
and b*tch you can’t be no one special
because you ain’t me
and i don’t care
i’ve known you enough [?] my locks out
no fair
cause you ain’t got no hair
now welcome to my lair
no stupid daisy duke pop
grab me with this sh*t allowed
b*tch i ain’t down
i’m underground
i roll with n*ggas tough as bark
(what a man)
what a mark
them type of n*ggas never last after dark
i’m parked at a seven [?] glass house
on account of a hush (quiet)
any whack i roll in this set is getting rushed (quiet)
young b*tches knowin not to walk on mine
and nine to five, sirens, yellow tape, and chalk out lines
and i go park my b*tt at the cut and lay low

and chill out with my n*gga [roe?]
[chorus: cmg & special one]
i got a come*up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay
i got to come up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay

[verse 3: cmg & special one]

so bring your ancient styles and artifacts
i’ll crack
your fragile ass like glass
and mash out fast
in a reckless style too agile for most fools
they can never catch the pack
cuz they too old school
it’s nine*five and a b*tch got the game tight
conscious daughters n*gga, what?
can’t you see us?
eh hoes, they love to see me keep hoping
cuz this year’s phenomenon stands five*foot*nine from oakland
and when you [?] down
i’m still goin be b*tter (parkay, parkay) (b*tter)
and you know what hurt me? (runna)
i spit in a respectable gang with twisted b*tches till they bended
you feel me like a motherforking nerve ending
and all you broke motherf*ckers who ph
f*ck you!
this silly
cmg and special one, the great

[chorus: cmg & special one]
i got a come*up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay
i got to come up
and do it for my folks
pimp that sh*t n*gga
from the west coast
gotta get that mail
gotta get that pay
playing “female vocalism” straight from the bay

- the conscious daughters lyrics

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