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Sir Charles Ent. - Lookout Lyrics



Sir Charles Ent. - Lookout Lyrics
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F*ck ya click mane naw
We don't act the same
In ya hood same block
Same chain gang
Bang hard f*ck a guard
On that rec yard
Hard body motherf*cker
Forreal
Pop a cop parking lot
Smoking top notch
Pocket knots full gwap
I slang Big Rocks
Chop shop got cha drop
Sitting tip top
I'm the type of nigha
Get ya body rocked
Cop a bucket clutch and tuck it
We want big knots
Check the time that's a rolly
Snatch yo wrist watch
You rappers time way been over
Hear that tic tock
Nigha poppin
I got bitchs on my timeline
They say we rocking
We not dropping
Till the sun down
Smoking Cali got a baddie
On my face time
Hotbox solo dolo
What you smoking on
Og gas that's a pack
They want ten of those
Heavy stacking stay on point
You nighas tend to hate
I send them youngins to ya crib
And set a dinner date
Shots ranging thru jets
In the vacant spot
Glock to da head
Make u wanna drop it out
Bust a you rolling dice
We at the corner store
Get money round here
F*ck ya feelings hoe
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
Jumped up off that porch
I keep that tooly on me
Hustle like a junkie
In the jets no sleep
Focused on this money
That I'm chasing let's eat
My nighas doing time
They depending on me
Sock it to my pocket macaroni shit
To legit to quit it
I'm to relevant
Lookin at my bitch
I think you heaven sent
Nigha play for keeps
I know I better win
Lookin at my past
I think I'm better than
Running through the streets
Just like a veteran
Chin checking these nighas
David letterman
Kicking down the door
Cause they want let me in
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
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English

F*ck ya click mane naw
We don't act the same
In ya hood same block
Same chain gang
Bang hard f*ck a guard
On that rec yard
Hard body motherf*cker
Forreal
Pop a cop parking lot
Smoking top notch
Pocket knots full gwap
I slang Big Rocks
Chop shop got cha drop
Sitting tip top
I'm the type of nigha
Get ya body rocked
Cop a bucket clutch and tuck it
We want big knots
Check the time that's a rolly
Snatch yo wrist watch
You rappers time way been over
Hear that tic tock
Nigha poppin
I got bitchs on my timeline
They say we rocking
We not dropping
Till the sun down
Smoking Cali got a baddie
On my face time
Hotbox solo dolo
What you smoking on
Og gas that's a pack
They want ten of those
Heavy stacking stay on point
You nighas tend to hate
I send them youngins to ya crib
And set a dinner date
Shots ranging thru jets
In the vacant spot
Glock to da head
Make u wanna drop it out
Bust a you rolling dice
We at the corner store
Get money round here
F*ck ya feelings hoe
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
Jumped up off that porch
I keep that tooly on me
Hustle like a junkie
In the jets no sleep
Focused on this money
That I'm chasing let's eat
My nighas doing time
They depending on me
Sock it to my pocket macaroni shit
To legit to quit it
I'm to relevant
Lookin at my bitch
I think you heaven sent
Nigha play for keeps
I know I better win
Lookin at my past
I think I'm better than
Running through the streets
Just like a veteran
Chin checking these nighas
David letterman
Kicking down the door
Cause they want let me in
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
Damn in yo hood that's a shoot out
F*ck around and catch you slipping with yo crew out
Don't be trusting none of these bitchs keep a look out
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Writer: Sir Charlrton Gray
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Performed By: Sir Charles Ent.
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Sir Charlrton Gray
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