[Intro: Tommy Gunnz]
What up?
It's been a while
Tommy Gunnz, back with Cee-For and Notion baby!
Bekah, what up?
Let's kill this shit
Check me out...
[Verse: Tommy Gunnz]
The Preem track, you know I had to rock it like T-Mac
Cross Gunnz and get sonned/sunned by the microphone Steve Nash (swish)
I mean that, team cap, MVP of rap
So lean back cause old doper-than-morphine's back and it's on,
It ain't in my nature to ball but
With all luck I'll be like Bogut and rollin' with tall Bucks,
We call bluffs, this a queen and three aces
Playin' full houses while haters force poker faces
And spread their shit out on the grape vine
But while they make wine, we make rhymes that taste fine (bitches)
You better be an alchemist to fake mine,
Cause makin' a great line's like crossin' the date line: it takes time
It ain't fair how we make it look easy
Yep yep, with Notion, Bekah and Cee-Feezy
I'm back on the mic, another dissing ya joint
And like Shaq from the stripe you're still missin' the point, and we on
[Hook: Bekah]
Baby it's all real, coz you know that it's how we do
It's all real, I can see you move, feel it too
It's all real, coz you know that it's how we do
It's all real, I can see you move, feel it too
[Verse: Cee]
Yeah, yo, when Cee and the Gunnz link up, you know we gon' rip cuts
And bounce with some change like we jackin' your tip cup
Shit bruh, y'all should prolly get off my big nuts
You weak cunts should give up and ain't that some shit huh
(Yep yep) Ooh even the track agreeing
I'm in the booth or the boardroom, the Jag or BM
And me and Hood got it locked, N-O-T and Bek, what
The scene been waiting, so the Fam we next up
(Yes sir) The kid done did it
We flows or writtens, I stick with it, for years I've been spittin'
I'm here with big business, beers and big spliffs kid
I ain't get out of bed for less than six digits (bitches)
We the future baby, I'm that sure
Ya fuckin' with an MC slash entrepreneur
It ain't a thang coz the real heads is knowin' what's up
All day, every day man, it's nothin' to us, and it's on
[Hook: Bekah]
Baby it's all real, coz you know that it's how we do
It's all real, I can see you move, feel it too
It's all real, coz you know that it's how we do
It's all real, I can see you move, feel it too
[Verse: Notion]
Get the morphine bag out, coz Gunnz on the D-lo
Supreme dope, shoulda known we'd rock a beat by Premo
Coz he knows, the way to write, left of the colomn
Notion kick it wit Cee & Tommy, earn some journalist knowledge, right
(yup yup) pump this to get a vibrant crowd
Pack flavours like skittles, riddles ridiculous pal
Step back & take a look a what your witnessin now
The shits phat, (P-H), its all crack! (free-base), (8)
Let off steam, when i dreamin of airin' my guns out
Throw Tommy in the air, & he's screamin his lungs out
Three tall pups, two at 6'3'' & 5'11'' &
We medelin', its how we deliver it to you gentlemen
& now there's no thank you's
If we soldiers in this game, boy, i outrank you
Stay true to homie's, hang wit old same dudes
Bustin thru with these, new, but old swank moves, like that (16)
[Hook: Bekah]
Baby it's all real, coz you know that it's how we do
It's all real, I can see you move, feel it too
It's all real, coz you know that it's how we do
It's all real, I can see you move, feel it too
