Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep Calm, artist - DJ KAYSLAY. Album song Keep Calm, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.10.2013
Song language: English
Keep Calm |
| All that flexin you’ve been doin ain’t gon get yo ass a check |
| It’s DJ Kay Slay, the drama king! |
| All that frontin you’ve been doin ain’t gon earn you no respect |
| Money can’t buy you respect! |
| Turn the lights on! |
| Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain’t even havin sex |
| So keep calm |
| ‘Cus all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don’t really want it |
| So keep calm and get money |
| 30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+ |
| Better know it’s going down |
| Nigga think twice before runnin up |
| That old school my time machine |
| Hypnotize Minds with that dynasty |
| I’ve been a hustler, I take the work and I beat the block like Rodney King |
| Back in the day I was in the streets |
| And the trippy life was just a dream |
| I was grinding hard, selling everything |
| My trap was jumping like bed springs |
| Water whippin in that hoe’s house |
| Took in a bird, let’s throw it down |
| I got that work 24/7 |
| Nigga my shop don’t close down |
| (Mafia!) |
| I be hustling til the sun come up |
| (Mafia!) |
| No handouts for none of us |
| These rap niggas ain’t no dope boys, they just put it in they rhymes |
| Listen close to Juicy J, you might find out how to grind |
| (Mafia!) |
| [Verse 2: Jadakiss) |
| Bitch I’m bout that, you ain’t gotta doubt that |
| All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at |
| One of us gon leave today |
| He gon die either way |
| I’m push er with that first take, |
| I fall where they need to be |
| More than they need be yet |
| Gonna call the competition, these niggas is in the way |
| Don’t you know that in this night’s longer than this |
| That’s ‘cause I’m cut from a cloth that no longer exist |
| Different life style, red top, white thous |
| When I got the bank it was hard to put the knife down |
| All black life, kitchen cook, crack life |
| I don’t really know what yall bout, I’m bout that life |
| I’m going in, I don’t need a pen |
| Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10 |
| Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than Twista |
| Only come by god is when I’m lookin in the mirror |
| Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand |
| I’m so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin |
| Right, got em lookin hella pants |
| I can traffic coco by the ambulance |
| One for me, I run the streets |
| Pockets on beams, my bitch petite |
| Talk is cheap but I won’t buy it |
| Got some good pussy, I’m gon try it |