Drivers Seat lyrics

Artist  : Iman T.h.u.g. 
Song : Drivers Seat



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(Killer B, yeah, rest in peace, I'm sayin son 

Ain't no room in this game for everybody, you
know? 

But uh, we gon' do our thing baby,
we gon' do our thing) 



[Iman
T.H.U.G.] 

Yo, Iman T.H.U.G. something
stunnin, rappers get done in 

I migrate,
Queens Jamaica, Brooklyn gets sunning 

All
feelings though, we all grow wit this ?buckle?


I recognized life is a deal, cards and a
shuffle 

Everything revolves around me, I
couldn't see that 

25 to Life and hip-hop,
you got the feedback 

Who need that,
hundred gram stashed up in the cheese stack 

We fo' black, want more trip, we get that old
back 

And keep this world high, yearly raw
supply 

These fuckin tracks have a nigga
feelin wide inside 

Any bottle-tip high
smokin lah in the rye 

It's on you, if you
wanna take heed the hidden treasure 

Recognize it's Iman T.H.U.G. wit Noreaga 

Recognize that 2-5 shine'll last forever 

Embedded in your mind like the seams in butter
leathers 

Butter leathers, check it yo yo yo




Chorus 2x 

I keep it real wit
a nigga keep it real wit me 

I cut the hand
off a nigga tryin steal from me 

2-5 be that
bomb-diggy bomb you see 

Black juice in the
Yukon driver's seat 



[Noreaga] 

I keep it real wit a bitch that keep it real
wit me 

Cut the hand off a chicken tryin
steal from me 

CNN be that bomb-diggy bomb
you see 

Now it's Nore now in the fuckin
driver's seat 

Yo I shot rapid, burn weed
inside a back quick 

Iraq embassy need a
straitjacket 

Yo let's rachateer this,
while most niggas'll fear this 

Turn my
shit down everytime they hear it 

P-H-D me,
rapidly right in back of me 

Tackle me, them
niggas make loot but only half of me 

My
faculty, blow holes in your Moschinos