Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Infiltrate, artist - S.P.Y..
Date of issue: 30.09.2012
Song language: English
Infiltrate |
Tellin y’all 'bout these muh’fuckin Donnie Brasco-ass niggas |
Muh’fuckin snakes in the grass nigga (I see you) |
Get ate up by these muh’fuckin sharks nigga |
Knahmtalkinbout? |
Yeah, yeah. |
Dunn we stay on the road mo' than construction workers |
My pockets stay, fatter than them niggas eatin them burgers |
Me, I’m a Red Lobster nigga |
Lobster bar, eatin like a mobster nigga |
Trillville, I’m a R, cause I’m a trill nigga |
Trilltown on the right cause I’ma put in the light |
Ayy, ayy, dese niggas don’t know me |
I’m the same nigga befo', and not the BET |
Call me Corleone or Don P |
It doesn’t matter cause it’s allllllll me |
Like if I was to push a whip, Cartiers, and gold teeth |
You would STILL see me in the streets, muh’fucker |
Dese niggas think dey slick, tryin to infiltrate my click |
But they cain’t, cause as soon as I say AYYY, we all goin my way |
Tryin to take my cheese, man that shit ain’t gon' work with me |
Cause as soon as I say YEAHHH, everybody comin with me |
I gotta have the fresh shit dat me |
Ho you ain’t gettin in 'less you show some ID |
I’m a 106'n like AJ and Free |
And I’m poppin Cristal, Moet and Hennessy |
Cause I’m way too cool, but I’ll be damned if a nigga try |
Disrespect my shit, watch a hatin nigga die |
It’s too much money but, not enough time |
But if you get your foot, in the do', then you gotta climb |
To the top, but haters gon' hate, want you to flop |
But if you get rollin the thang gon' pop |
I’ma get bread whether it’s cold or hot |
And when we come through the city all the hoes gon' flock |
Well it’s King once again for the 2005 |
Dirty mouth the Gucci man Trillville on the rise |
Trilltown dey in motion, Don P on my side |
And you know I keep the potion full of 'gnac in my ride |
Steppin out lookin good with Desire cologne |
My main focus is to leave with somethin to take home |
Now it’s back in my zone, custom 3 what I claim |
Never let these bitch niggas get me off of my game |
Now it’s back to the lab, to read up on the yap |
Lil' Atlanta hit me up to let me know 'bout the trap |
Everythang’s all good, now it’s back to the hood |
Got some broads do it all, loves grippin the wood |
I’m a G about mine so nigga what about you |
Get your mind off my money before my gun’s on you |
I don’t have to play games therefore I don’t make moves |
I just post on the block with a million deuceEwww |
Bill-me Clinton, yeah |
Trillville, I see you sir |
Hehe |
Right |
I see you |