Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deal with It, artist - BoazAlbum song Month of Madness, Vol. 9, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Deal with It |
Coming through the club got the entourage with me |
check the park alive we left the car garage empty |
sower this in Roma I bought the jar with me |
smoking freely in VIP, come get with me |
all eyes in zona full of liar performers |
clockers for my chance the pocket size enormous |
Gucci straight from flamers, cruising the same timer |
we just tryin to meet our future baby mamas |
young rap niggas the party like rap stars |
swerving in the burbin watching out for the cop cars |
ain’t nothing changed but the comin in the money stack |
back on the fly got the things doing jumping jacks |
Hook: |
When I’m on this mike I’m too real with it |
real niggas never get haters gotta deal with it |
when we up on stage turn it down |
the real niggas are loving the haters gotta deal with it |
when we come through the club and shut it down |
the real niggas are lovin the haters gotta deal with it |
smash the gas is two hundred on the dash |
the real nigga lovin the haters gotta deal with it |
Real niggas feel it the streets, feel it the burbs |
love it trapper slash pack back rapper I need the nerves feel it |
we earn school over jet takin we form willin |
get a break and break it down and serve it to your whole feelings |
we ball hard all for a court, you could real bloomers touch your. |
start across the line and screamings |
too much sucks for your image |
from the heart and independence heart that’s why I’m independent |
and I’m winnin just hit. |
I'm in a mission |
I’m in the kitchen cooking up no intervention |
just staring different, |
I need that Porsche panamara so I fight with you pot in my vision listen |
ride hard Michelin, die hard Bruce Willis |
then he ever baby mother come and listen in |
well expression well because we are on a mission from |
which part the feelin when I’m turn pie grippin in |
Yeah f**k how our hater feelin, man 'cause I made a killer |
in the essay watch how do a waiter’s chillin |
fresh off the lies see the paper jets |
now they rap money and I’m round taking bags |
that’s why the hand gun got the extended Mack |
I ain’t coming over night, now nobody seeking smash |
I ain’t never give a f**k what nigga’s had |
hate that we .see you nigga stare |
so are you haters hate on |
why I play it play on, do me your favor nigga |
tell them haters we on, we on |
I’ma spit it how I live, get it how I live |
nigga this is how I live |
Come on |