Ver Lo Mismo (con Big Capone)
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Oh yeah, yeah
Uh, you feelin' that?
You feelin' that?
'Cause I feel it
Yeah, check this out
Yeah, you hear me?
This goin' out to all the fools that wanna be and see like us
You can't, I'm sorry
First things first, I like to take a deep breath
And tell you what I'm thinkin' in my head
Like default, preset, energon cubes
Complex like the four-inch cube
The invincible Spider-Man be me
Spider-senses, telekinesis, please don't try
To see like I do
There's only one fool that can see me too
I thought you said we was alike (What?)
Fool, you never catch me thinkin' like a nut
You on some other shit, no way, no how
People try to say that you my bro?
They better ask somebody if they don't know
I bet they never noticed you's a wacko
Loced out crazy (And hazy)
Even though it don't amaze me
Two bald Pisces with a friend of a G
Egos couldn't see like we see
If your ass ain't fuckin' with them wack niggas
Say "irrata, irrata"
And if you hittin' that Henny like it's no joke
Say "irrata, irrata"
And if you flashin' up your set in the air, yo
Say "irrata, irrata" (Big Capone)
And if you see it like the essence that you hear, yo (Low Pro)
Say "irrata, irrata"
It's automatically wack if it ain't Low Pro
You lookin' at the next underground to hit Big Capone
I'm rough enough to stand alone
I don't have to snitch
I'm OPG clip and hit your trunk and then dip
Keep talkin' lit, my four-four'll be at your lip
And I don't ever miss, I'm gangsta with the sixteen hits
And most of 'em are fake
They ain't runnin' into nothin'
And you better have more than a twenty soon as I ain't runnin'
I'm nothin' to play with, Big Capone, the gangsta with hatred
That's how we body 'em lately
I'm gangsta daily, OPG, we bang 'em
And slang 'em with the music
Don't get fooled, these guns'll still talk through the music
Big Capone never seen
The album soon to drop, me and Raw T about to bang on the whole block
So you can go for yours 'cause I'ma go for mine
And let's see which one of us is really wastin' they time
If your ass ain't fuckin' with them wack niggas
Say "irrata, irrata"
And if you hittin' that Henny like it's no joke
Say "irrata, irrata"
And if you flashin' up your set in the air, yo
Say "irrata, irrata"
And if you see it like the essence that you hear, yo
Say "irrata, irrata"
Oh yeah, y'all motherfuckers can't be like us
See like us, smell like us, sound like us
Y'all motherfuckers is crazy, man
Motherfuckers think I'm crazy 'cause I be runnin' shit my way
I push weight and cracks more than a highway
I-5 and stretch a buck like a motherfucker
Pisces be wonderin', the mind be ponderin'
What's my next move, I bet you don't know
I got you locked down like a pimp and his ho
Don't try to see me 'cause I can see like you
And I'm the biggerest, realerest Picachu
I bet you thought we didn't squab (What?)
We pull your whole card
Break down, shake down, take down suckers like panties and hoochies
Back 'em like Poochies
Sporting all skeezers like genuine Gucci
And you can call us both partners, comrades, G's
Dogs, my boy if you please
And been together since birth
And down to go all out for this fool until I'm put out of this Earth