Like What lyrics

Artist  : Blac Haze 
Song : Like What
 


[Featuring Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz]
Come On
(8X)
Uh Uh
Yeah Yeah
Uh Uh
Like What
Peter Gunz Like What, Like What
The Lord Tariq
is Like What, Like What
Blac Haze Like What,
Like What
The Lord Tariq is Like
What
[Peter Gunz]
Niggas hear the name
niggas run
Opposite bitches hear the name
bitches come
Soak a little sun in the south
with Blac Haze
Prepare myself as I brace for
Blac Daze
These motherfuckers don't understand
me and my man
Set niggas more quicker than
sand
From the BX, double park the GS, get the
fuck out
Cock your gun back in time for the
BS
Talk a lot of shit, but you can't blame
me
You didn't know I'm rollin with the
EKG
South Beach gettin my piece from a
Doms
And me cause the trick, like the way a
nigga rhymes
So I prime, in a bruise
spine
Poppin a six, getting another bicking
bruise in mine
I shine like sun, first like
one
Blow the fuck up,because another verse
like none
Just Gunz, let the name echo for
life
Because I still put this sliding dick up
in your wife
Chorus: repeat 2X
Like What
Peter Gunz Like What, Like What
The Lord Tariq
is Like What, Like What
Blac Haze Like What,
Like What
The Lord Tariq is Like What, Like
What
[Lord Tariq]
Fuck the money, is long
now, the crew is strong now
Guess its safe to
say I'm on now
Run through your town, with the
four pound
Bust the door down, and lay your law
down
With fake badges, posing as cops, we'll
put a hole in your knot
I roll through your
block, holding or not, we molded a rock
Thats
bigger than creditials, what I'm into
I killed
you and I meant to
Be glad for for the flower
that a motherfucker sent you
While I was high,
when I bent you fucking
I got things to see,
people to do
There's places to be, there's
bitches to screw
So make a who you, I'm
killing your crew, I'm living a view
A place
where killas kill killas, and I'm iller than
you
I'm realer than you, straight forward like
Kobe
Y'all niggas can't hold me
from quite a
thug, a new age, Monticoly
Rock sounds like
David Bowie, my rocks ain't music.
I front a
mic to the streets, however you gonna do
it
I'm runnin em through, gunnin em to it
I
let you front with your fluent
I got a flow,
and y'all waters a little shorter
You caught
me like style, and I'm holding a key
And with
a gun I'm quite wow
You should be rollin with
me motherfucker
Chorus
[Blac Haze]
I got
my niggas Lord Tariq, Peter Gunz
Blac Haze
representin, I be the one
Niggas better peep
game, and fly straight
From the Florida Keys,
to the Tri-State
Make it hot motherfucker,
ya'll heat up
EKG cause they stay weeded
up
Watchin real motherfuckers beat it
up
Like What like a nine sweet as
what
Bitch made ass niggas, yes we
blast
Lord and Pete Blac Haze, in the
E-class
Playin hatin motherfuckers, getting
buck wild from the bottom
Still screamin up
top you want some other shit
Niggas die scared
stressed
North to South we fuckin up the
mid-west
Semi Falls, some bitch niggas butter
cheese
Blac Haze I made this for the
G's
Straight national, where my niggas in a
six?
You ask Amaru do bitches suck
dicks?
Do niggas turn tricks? And asses
die?
Don't waste you fucking time trying to
ask about
Chorus:
Like What (6X)
~Fade~