Respect to The mafia
Yeah yeah
Blessings to this track by Buddha
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Wraith with the stars out
Trappin' out the boarded house
The bricks get deported out
Niggas grouped out for a shout
Makaveli the Martian
I'ma put your brain up for auction
Precede with caution
Skeleton AP is frosted
I sit back and read the offense
My ho is addicted to faucets
Chanel bag is ostrich
Stay down
Come up in the process
Iced out the clique
Had to freeze the lick
Swift like a flick
I hit 'em with a trick
Slick with the stick
Every move is just a flick
On the grind
Never stick
Aiming for the big pick
Ain't no time for a lick
So much ice
Had to ice the lane
Gain Pain Brain
Insane Train Chain
Maintain Sustain
Chilled to the bone
Had to freeze the lane
Camera rolling
Scarface
Al Capone
Dim the lights
Microphone we've been on
Over thrown From my block
Now back
Guess we're homegrown
Danger zone Cyclone
Metronome
In the zone Tyroneking
Call me Tyrone
No clone in my zone
I'ma keep the bitch on welfare
Pink stone real rare
Stacking cash
No fear
Living without a care
Every move calculated
Making sure it's fair
Rising to the top
Breaking through the atmosphere
Success in every step
Leaving doubters in despair
Yeah
Shining stars
New whips
We own the bars
Swinging doors
With the ladies on lock
Inked and gold
Rockin every block
Uh Fat stacks
Now she knows
Uh For the squad
She's dripping
No ski
Thinking bout posting her
Then delete her
Crew in the field
We don't need no bleachers
Thinking bout posting her
Then delete her
Crew in the field
We don't need no bleachers
Bling bling blaow
Yeah Mama got style
Yeah
Chanel reptile
Player
Geeked on Mars
Gotta give the grace up to God
Three rockstars
Nobody seein the gang
On God
On God we're outshining stars
New whips
We own the bars
Swinging doors
With the ladies on lock
Inked and gold
Rockin every block
Uh Fat stacks
Now she knows
Uh For the squad
Makaveliddon - Concrete Dynasty Lyrics
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English
Respect to The mafia
Yeah yeah
Blessings to this track by Buddha
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Wraith with the stars out
Trappin' out the boarded house
The bricks get deported out
Niggas grouped out for a shout
Makaveli the Martian
I'ma put your brain up for auction
Precede with caution
Skeleton AP is frosted
I sit back and read the offense
My ho is addicted to faucets
Chanel bag is ostrich
Stay down
Come up in the process
Iced out the clique
Had to freeze the lick
Swift like a flick
I hit 'em with a trick
Slick with the stick
Every move is just a flick
On the grind
Never stick
Aiming for the big pick
Ain't no time for a lick
So much ice
Had to ice the lane
Gain Pain Brain
Insane Train Chain
Maintain Sustain
Chilled to the bone
Had to freeze the lane
Camera rolling
Scarface
Al Capone
Dim the lights
Microphone we've been on
Over thrown From my block
Now back
Guess we're homegrown
Danger zone Cyclone
Metronome
In the zone Tyroneking
Call me Tyrone
No clone in my zone
I'ma keep the bitch on welfare
Pink stone real rare
Stacking cash
No fear
Living without a care
Every move calculated
Making sure it's fair
Rising to the top
Breaking through the atmosphere
Success in every step
Leaving doubters in despair
Yeah
Shining stars
New whips
We own the bars
Swinging doors
With the ladies on lock
Inked and gold
Rockin every block
Uh Fat stacks
Now she knows
Uh For the squad
She's dripping
No ski
Thinking bout posting her
Then delete her
Crew in the field
We don't need no bleachers
Thinking bout posting her
Then delete her
Crew in the field
We don't need no bleachers
Bling bling blaow
Yeah Mama got style
Yeah
Chanel reptile
Player
Geeked on Mars
Gotta give the grace up to God
Three rockstars
Nobody seein the gang
On God
On God we're outshining stars
New whips
We own the bars
Swinging doors
With the ladies on lock
Inked and gold
Rockin every block
Uh Fat stacks
Now she knows
Uh For the squad
Yeah yeah
Blessings to this track by Buddha
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Wraith with the stars out
Trappin' out the boarded house
The bricks get deported out
Niggas grouped out for a shout
Makaveli the Martian
I'ma put your brain up for auction
Precede with caution
Skeleton AP is frosted
I sit back and read the offense
My ho is addicted to faucets
Chanel bag is ostrich
Stay down
Come up in the process
Iced out the clique
Had to freeze the lick
Swift like a flick
I hit 'em with a trick
Slick with the stick
Every move is just a flick
On the grind
Never stick
Aiming for the big pick
Ain't no time for a lick
So much ice
Had to ice the lane
Gain Pain Brain
Insane Train Chain
Maintain Sustain
Chilled to the bone
Had to freeze the lane
Camera rolling
Scarface
Al Capone
Dim the lights
Microphone we've been on
Over thrown From my block
Now back
Guess we're homegrown
Danger zone Cyclone
Metronome
In the zone Tyroneking
Call me Tyrone
No clone in my zone
I'ma keep the bitch on welfare
Pink stone real rare
Stacking cash
No fear
Living without a care
Every move calculated
Making sure it's fair
Rising to the top
Breaking through the atmosphere
Success in every step
Leaving doubters in despair
Yeah
Shining stars
New whips
We own the bars
Swinging doors
With the ladies on lock
Inked and gold
Rockin every block
Uh Fat stacks
Now she knows
Uh For the squad
She's dripping
No ski
Thinking bout posting her
Then delete her
Crew in the field
We don't need no bleachers
Thinking bout posting her
Then delete her
Crew in the field
We don't need no bleachers
Bling bling blaow
Yeah Mama got style
Yeah
Chanel reptile
Player
Geeked on Mars
Gotta give the grace up to God
Three rockstars
Nobody seein the gang
On God
On God we're outshining stars
New whips
We own the bars
Swinging doors
With the ladies on lock
Inked and gold
Rockin every block
Uh Fat stacks
Now she knows
Uh For the squad
Writer: Makaveli Don
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