Props Over Here lyrics

Artist  : The Beatnuts 
Song : Props Over Here
 


Showing love, with the fucking bass in your
face
New York City have mercy one time,
introducing the crew

[Fashion]
Hey, you
ain't really you and you ain't really down
Plus
I'm tired of seeing you fucking for they face of
ground
'Cause when I sit back and think back
of how you found me
It make me react react my
fucking yammy
Now I don't cock, though my mnd
is in the sewer
I just kick back six pack and
then I do 'er
But she gets stuck on crowing
like a cat
'Cause the toes got sucked on she
don't know how to act
Back in the days I am
237, used to rumble Kevin
Backing hoes was
like heaven
Eleven, years later I tried to
hide
And hoped they pass me by like I'm the
pharycyde
Just let me puff and lounge with my
niggas
Don't have no time to fake funk with
triggers
Don't believe in kids with that puts
cat say
Fuck around with Fasion get your whole
shit bit
Spend crazy years with the blues pay
dues
Before I met the Psycho is in the junk
yard juice
But now the crew combined and we
can't be stopped
Going around the globe to
collect the props

When I'm in New York,
you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props
over here]
Com' on, out in Cali, you know what
I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
When I'm down in Detroit, you know what
I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
Now when I'm out in Philly, you know
what I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]

[Psycho Les]
I get stoned
everyday I gots nothing else to do
I'm getting
drunk with my niggas `til the night is thru
And
when the night is thru, I won't have a fucking
clue
Of what tomorrow will bring so I pay ten
[true]
Yo life's kind of funny if you don't
make money
Then your days ain't fuckin
sunny
Excuse me for my language
But I'm
trying to get my last thing together
And
bought the crib to be in my damn bids so
never
Acted like I deserve to have it
I
whipped I stabbed it I whipped I grabbed it you
silly
Rabbit, I'm coming at your
door
Tracks behind the stacks better yo I'm
brought showa
I'm showa, unlike others wanna
pop u
Use a pistol drop dogging that shit you
need to stop
'Cause when I approach and you
can't back up
What you said [Toma]
Fly you
fucking head like that

Now when I'm in
Atlanta, you know what I wanna hear
[Yeah you
get props over here]
Texax, uhh, you know what
I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
When I'm out in Chicago, you know what I
wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
Out in DC, you know what I wanna
hear

[Juju]
Real niggas do real things
and that's a fact
And real niggas could lick
their hoes in niggas backs
And your life's
down like a heavy price to pay
For some
bullshit that you ain't even had to say
But
don't sweat that, 'cause I'm 'ma let you keep
your head
If I wanted to kill, you're already
be dead
I gotta a lot of things to do, a lot
of money to make
I got no time for you and all
the moves you fake
Taking care of business yeah
without a doubt
And I'm 'ma make a million
dollars kid before I'm out
Yeah I gotta give a
shout to my peeps in Corona
Going hand to hand
gettin' loot on the corner
Life is full of
stress and to rest my brain
So I puff the
buddha bless and destroy the pain
I gotta a
lot of things to do, a lot of money to make
I
got no time for you and all the moves you
fake

When I'm in Japan, you know what I
wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
When I'm out in London, you know what I
wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
Hey when I'm in Norway, you know what I
wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
And when I'm out in Paris, you know what
I wanna hear
[Yeah you get props over
here]
Beatnuts in the house