Pablo & Chainz - Domestic Policy Lyrics

(Jonez)
Yea
We really in the city with it man (Chainz)
Trinibad ting (Forreal)
Money Ave
This is ave shit nigga
Bare head get buss
M.A
I'll take that
M.A
Ave Way
We don't play for fun nigga we just play for keeps
(Keeps)
Niggas getting money bitches stuffing up they cheeks
(Cheeks)
We would smoke you by the creek while we smoking by da creek
Niggas die for they chain cause flossing ain't cheap
I see gold on your body, ill lay a nigga down in his crib like his baby going to sleep (Shh)
A youngin walking on the block looking like I caught a lick
Selling mad shits I don't got a whip
Red on my eyes but I stay with em crips
I serve and I split (C-Thug)
I swerve like I'm sick
I put his face down on the curb and stomp like I'm sick
Same money different day
Counting chips in the shade
Different clips flying at a nigga head like he done caught a fade
Any nigga wanna do they work (work)
I sold mad shit to be a hustler in the trades
I got dreads locked like a nigga got braids
Niggas getting shot every day even shot in the day
(In the day)
F*ck the nighttime niggas get shot for some fame
I pray for my peoples got me feeling like I'm Jesus
(Uh)
Keeping it 100 since I was coming out the fetus
(Uh)
I was moving out the ya no Yeezus
They wanna defeat us
I say we all hustle are own way by the way talk man check it, they all beneath us
(Uh)
Talking hard shit coming off as he's callous
I got a star inside me carrying a nine blued out like a cowboy from Dallas
(True)
I don't flaunt on niggas cause I know they get jealous
(Uh)
Plugs on every corner like they wired up with Telus
I don't like fellas
(Ion like em)
I don't like hoes
(Ion like em)
I don't like people man that's something we know
I'll scream murdaa when I'm flying with my crows
Calling on Jah free up my bros
(Free up)
Free up my cros
Some get money niggas and we stand behind the chrome
(Free SP)
Put it to your dome
Put a man down in his home
Or on his own strip
(Own Strip)
In the studio, different place same nigga full clip
(Full clip)
I don't care where ill still run a nigga pocket
They know I'm a hot head
He fend for his gang so I f*cked around and shot him
Fiends drug copping
Wops pill popping
These niggas say they hard but they softer than cotton
So staying in the west no its not Compton
Gang banging and I'm robbing
I'll run a nigga down in Timbs and some robins
Red sight is all I see so all I see are robins
Tracks in your ear even opps heads bobbing
Test me a nigga put the clip to your noggin
(Put em up)
You to me is like bogs to some ganja
I only got love for my woes and my momma
We putting ave on the map with all of its monsters
I live by it die by this, its death before dishonour
Ave
They went and killed pops, how the f*ck I'm 'pose to live
Now I'm walking round with two pumps, a glizzy, a dirty stick
A tec, who want all this dub I'll let it rub
If it jams, then that special .38 gone have to spin
Just wanna hit a nigga
And f*ck I gotta lie for
Caught that nigga slipping now that nigga gotta die tho
Shoot em through his head let his brain creep out his eye hole
I ain't really rapping just dry snitching on the down-low (Shhh)
If u really know me you know glizzy never gets cold (How)
I just want the bread on your head, its some simple
I ain't really evil, but in me too many people
One nick named smilez, if he catch u he deceitful
But keep that on the down-low
Trini niggas on the go
Riding round with big cro who nickname Virgil with the blow
He ain't tryna rap, he tryna get it on the go
Got some killa niggas who stay ready when I go
Heavy hitters with me they ain't liking how we get it
They ain't really jealous, they just miss it how we kicked it
Heard about a walking body went to go and get it
Now I hear about a walking body, I ain't really with it
Tryna stack my paper up to touch the f*cking ceiling
And I pray to God I see the day I make a couple billions (One day man)
The director of this shit, my film crew ready for that action
Who stay creeping on my block, I'm gripping if you passing (Don't pass)
Wait hold the f*ck up nigga
Who u think u caught lacking, put the trunk up nigga
If I ain't really with that action, why u stuck up nigga
This our domestic policy and I stay roughed up nigga
F*ck u thought bro
(F*ck u thought bro)
You a dumb hoe
(You a dumb hoe)
I got some big ass gold chains with no rocks though
(With no rocks hoe)
I got a pound and a glizzy cause I love dope
(Cause I love dope)
And I stay smoking on the green, come sniff my iPhone
(Come sniff my iPhone )
You hear these lines though
(You hear these lines though)
Don't buck no lines hoe
(Don't buck no lines hoe)
Gotta stay ready for the casket, look the lineup
(Look the lineup)
I wear designer
(I wear designer)
I'm looking finer
(I'm looking finer)
If I stay ready, won't get ready when they find us
(When they find us)
Hm
(Jonez)
Y'heard
Keep that