Jo Nada - Supersonic Lyrics

Nada done did it again
Now run and tell all of your friends
Especially the ones that are dead
They know that I aim for the head
On point like a pencil, no lead
I learned from the books that I read
So please do not call my hair dreads
Cuz this is a crown on my head

I got ya li'l bitch in my bed
And she like the light when it's red
And she wanna gimme the world
I told her I just want the head
No question if you with the feds
All the vibes off and it's dead
All the write-offs on ya cred
Bout to ride off with ya bitch

Got a problem, won't diss you
Cut through the beef like Ginsu
F*ck a hobby, your main bitch
The only thing I'm trying to get into
Insult you, what I'm supposed to do
When they only here for the lame moves
And the tank booms and it shake rooms
I'm the same too, I'm the same too

But I'm staying true, I'm staying true
Just switch it up, find a new groove
These are new rules, these are True Blues
Like your new boo they so blue
C-notes blue, I was 6'2
When I first grew, now I'm 6'6
With a big dick and a long list
I'm the Iron Fist with the whip wrist

It's that supersonic
Come through with the supersonic
Go and hit 'em with that supersonic
Banging hard with that supersonic
Break the law on that supersonic
Going to war with my troopers on it
Yeah hit 'em with that supersonic
Go and kill 'em with that supersonic

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Mass appeal, ask he real
I'd tell a couple stories, but ya ass'll squeal
Acid peel, pass the pill
Them bath salts turn ya bitch ass to a meal
That's the drill? Oh y'all came to kill
Well I came to maim and my aim got the range of a
Stainless, brainless, angels gon' save you from angel dust
Niggas is armed and dangerous

Floating on a cloud, never angered up
Y'all playing them games, better hang it up
I ain't have enough change, but they rang it up
Bust down your bitch when we gang it up
Me and my whole clique 'bout to change it up
I ain't really into whips, but the Range is tough
Tried to cop for a dollar, but it ain't enough
When I get my cake up I'mma bang it up

Now, now lemme go switch it
Aye gimme those digits
I'm 6 foot 6, bitch
All them niggas is midgets
Oh y'all niggas is tripping?
Y'all consider this winning?
Even if I was in it
I couldn't tell the difference

I be doing my own thang
I be rolling with my own gang
I be rolling 'round with no chains
My hair like lo mein
I be giving out no names
Blowing loud like Coltrane
I don't f*ck with no lames
I be on my E-40, tell me when to go, mane

It's that supersonic
Come through with the supersonic
Go and hit 'em with that supersonic
Banging hard with that supersonic
Break the law on that supersonic
Going to war with my troopers on it
Yeah hit 'em with that supersonic
Go and kill 'em with that supersonic

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It's that supersonic
Come through with the supersonic
Go and hit 'em with that supersonic
Banging hard with that supersonic
Break the law on that supersonic
Going to war with my troopers on it
Yeah hit 'em with that supersonic
Go and kill 'em with that supersonic

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