King Los - Don't Get In My Way (ft. Royce Da 5'9'' & Shanica Knowles) (Lyrics - Paroles)

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King Los - Don't Get In My Way (ft. Royce Da 5'9'' & Shanica Knowles) (Lyrics - Paroles)

King Los - Don't Get In My Way (ft. Royce Da 5'9'' & Shanica Knowles) (Lyrics - Paroles)
[Intro: Newsanchor]

The real life Riches to Rags tale of one of Baltimore's biggest drug Kingpins

One of the biggest in Baltimore, according to the DEA

Trading at least 1,000 kilos of coke, tens of millions worth, right in our area

Garnett Smith may have made fortunes dealing cocaine and heroin, but it cost him his freedom
[Verse 1: Los]

See in Baltimore City we don't really give a fuck, niggas die everyday, that's way this shit goes

How the fuck you think these niggas supposed to care when the cops ain't sharing and the drugs coming slow?

Nigga need a price for this shit on the low man. It's hit a plug hit 'em and he fuck around and split

Nigga said, "Damn that was really your plan? If you take my money, I can take your bitch."

Damn, shit getting crazy these days (shit getting crazy these days)

What the fuck is going on?

Playing with another nigga change had an AK spraying at your brain

Damn

Man I heard they ran up in his crib they took his bitch and all his purse and all his jewelry and his motherfucking chain

He said when I catch him I'ma send these boys a message, time to teach these whores a lesson, end the motherfucking game

Man, nigga do you dirty, got me drop topping in a brand new Glock 30

It's like a dark cloud always over my town and this shit get real when the sun go down
[Hook: Shanica Knowles]

When the sky turns night and the moon shines bright and the kids gets out the way

When my wine gets cold, all the boys run home and the beasts come out to play

Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way

Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way

Don't get in my way, Don't get in my way

It's not so bad and you wave white flags when I'm all up in your face

When you cross that line, you won't be fine 'till I put you in your place

Don't get in my way
[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]

I used to be defined by having the biggest nine

Being followed by a stripper chilling with a fifth of Bombay

Now I'm just a stand up nigga looking down, dealing with the digits and the pounds, don't get in my way

Hollow head, bullets got a forehead on 'em looking big as Shaday

On my way to visit yet another project chick, she living building 5A

I be there everyday, with another chick

They be singing to each other "You're all I need to get by."

Mary J's, John Blaze on some other shit

Niggas wearing plaid shirts around their waist instead of weapons so this tec's playing checkers with them for the thug of it

On your mark (mark), nigga where your heart?

Couldn't knock a glass of water off the table with a running start

My hypothesis is I'm cut from a different cloth

God stop, make it with a rhinoceros

Y'all ballers, nigga I'm extinct, heater by the sink, y'all in hot water

I'm a Molotov thrower, y'all the cop callers

When it pops off it's shots falling all the smoke clears after shit happened
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Los]

Been flexing since big body legends

Fronting like you getting it but your clique probably stressing

My whip got 'em guessing, my clip got the answer

If a prick got a question then your bitch probably pressing

I cop, fly drops and new sneakers

I've been top notch since high tops and 2 beepers

Ya ain't know my frequency, I frequent the war dog

Frequent the drawers off, in my jeep with the doors off

I ain't chopping the top or murkin the tire

Cop 'em on tour until you know I'm murkin attire

Know some OG's, OT that murk the supplier

Chop the whole bird up in an herb with a fire

Slow down, show you how to earn that shit

Whip the wheel count and money while you turn that shit

I told a bitch, "Look, you get one turn, that's it. Just don't get no

Lipstick on this Irv Man shit."
I'm from the murder, where bitch niggas murked if you piss me

Either you pushing work or you working with the 50

But my circle never shifting, I copped my bitches red Birkin bags

And got 'em jumping out of purple 760′s

Got a house in the hills but I'm as real as it get

I feel as good as I look and I look as a good as a bitch

I got a stack of hundreds, that say none of you niggas rapping want it

You fucking Photoshop bitches that look wack in public

Passes? I'm my hood? Nigga hell no

Benz on the arm, you can call that an elbow

Get it? I said Benz on the arm

Meaning what you push depends on the strength of your arm

And at the same time, your elbow bends on your arm

But I'm really in a Bent, with the arm

And I've got it bullet proof, so really I've got the whole bent arm

Same color as baking soda with the old bent arm
Old bent arm, back over the stove

Whip it up one time for my nigga Marty Jones

In the feds, but he used to keep the V's all chrome

It's still block shit, my niggas C's came home

Probably dig the money up and cop a fucking phantom

We don't know you from the streets, you mother fuckers looking random

Talking much, you finna get a nigga yee ain't never had it

Stay the fuck up out my way that's how I let it, god dammit

When the sky turns night…
[Hook]
[Outro]

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King Los

Titre: Don't Get In My Way
Featuring(s): Royce Da 5'9'' & Shanica Knowles
Tags : King Los, Royce Da 5'9'' , Shanica Knowles,
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