Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Regulate, artist - Dj Kay Slay. Date of issue: 21.09.2017
Song language: English
Regulate |
| We gon' come up on and get it |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |
| I ain’t thinking bout them bitches |
| On the road to the riches |
| And I’m focused on my mission |
| I’m a ridah with ambition |
| I don’t talk, I just listen that’s the reason why I’m different |
| Always yes for my niggas ain’t no maybe or no if and |
| Niggas know that I let it go I ain’t with the riffing |
| I got dope if you shooting I got powder if you sniffing |
| Mix the sour with the piff and, you a coward if you snitching |
| Couple hours you’ll be missing, this is our tradition |
| I got bars I got hooks, be with stars be with crooks |
| I buy watches and cars and I read a lot of books |
| I could sell damn near anything I never did a jux |
| And it’s born alone die alone I was never shook, nah |
| Work and play is something that I seperate |
| And when its cash time, I ain’t never late |
| Hah, that’s cause I’m tryna be forever straight |
| Come to the hood check out how I regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |
| Murder through the stereo, representing the bricks |
| Called my name in the game years ago, rappers dead in the mix |
| Bet it all that I knock my target down, infrared on the hit |
| Competition laying with chalk around, getting bread on the flip |
| Shot from the bottom got off everywhere, gutta st&from the rip |
| Make me a zombie out the product, another s&le to sniff |
| Chasing these shots with a vanilla box, couple grams for the zip |
| Money showers by the block still rubber bands for the splits |
| Took my glory where the shorties ride, 57s, 45s |
| We don’t let your story slide, same corner that died |
| Bucket in my humble start, changed over to foreign drives |
| Born to rise, killing 'em, artists gon' have to draw me five |
| Authentic is all we buy, fakers sneaking hate in |
| Probably walking by, stop holding your problems and we could all collide |
| This in me I was forced to shine |
| Dope as all these niggas coming all combined |
| Multi-millions they should ever auction mine |
| Get it, get it |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |
| Ask about ya boy Yaowa |
| Flow been more than flawless |
| In the hood of florists moving all that flower |
| Sweet chicken off sour, pots boiling ice fluffing that powder |
| Go in their Johnson &Johnson come out Dwayne Johnson in a half hour |
| I chop it up watching Power |
| Rap money that accountant life, street money still amounting right |
| I don’t take losses for real, you hide in them Hills and my shooters on |
| mountain bikes |
| Me and new niggas don’t sound alike, I don’t make all of that trap shit |
| This is trap shit, only time you hear 808's when we come through to clap shit |
| Mwah, kiss of death lames disconnect if you disrespect |
| Boy I’ll hit the ref, hit the ref? |
| Yea foul play when I lift the tech |
| But I void drama and get the check |
| Fuck baby mammas and twist her neck |
| When you spit correct they spit correct |
| Favor for favor this shits the best |
| Boy please this is Ortiz they endorse me way across seas |
| From 4C on Fourth Street to the Four Seasons in the North East |
| To Australia with the Aussies, everything real I demonstrate |
| Get the record straight all my records straight |
| This irregular how I regulate |
| Get it, get it |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Please don’t make us have to regulate |
| Get it, get it, get it |