Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What It Be Like, artist - Stalley. Album song Ohio, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Maybach
Song language: English
What It Be Like |
| What it be like? |
| Niggas ain’t fly like me like |
| All this yellow on my neck Chuck E. Cheese bright |
| Candy Jack, could you please stuff my peace pipe? |
| What it be like? |
| If a nigga act up, got the piece right |
| On the small of my back tucked for these nights |
| Speeding through the city under street lights |
| What it be like? |
| Michael Jordan 3's or the three stripes |
| Got your hatin' ass niggas in police lights |
| Only mess with OG’s, hoes be the freak type |
| Only shoot craps, don’t do the three dice |
| And we Vegas, Mayweather ring side |
| Got 100K large in my Levi’s |
| Stay with the paper like a nigga slanging bean pies |
| How you do that? |
| Well it’s easy though |
| I just let them watch like a TV show |
| And this bad fox with me and she speaking fo' |
| And this long fox, drag it down to the flo' |
| I’m a pimp, yeah I speak the code |
| I be highed up but I keep it low |
| Profound, profound tires on the Beamer yo |
| Dope boy, dope style, no miles on his ho |
| What it be like? |
| BCG, we supreme team like |
| All these other fake crews get the green light |
| Life’s a dream, stack my cream to Akeem height |
| Chunks of gold on my neck, so Akeem like |
| Rose petals when I step, live the king life, sweet life |
| If a nigga trying to stop it, then I swing knife |
| Left, right, put him at a halt like a stop light |
| Matter fact, stop life |
| Trying to touch what I’m earning |
| Then I’m clutching the burner and I’ma pop mine |
| I got my team on my neck, it’s loyalty and respect |
| See, I’m bout mine |
| Outwork a nigga till it’s clock time |
| Get yours, don’t clock mine |
| I’m at the jeweller, all gold, clock bomb |
| But the prettiest watch can’t even stop time |
| What it 'C' like? |
| Live from the city of the three strikes |
| Offer terrible advice but it seem right |
| When you’re sticking to the script, fuck a rewrite (right) |
| What it 'C' like? |
| Pick a tail, shoot a box, catch a chief flight |
| He got married to the game, he don’t need rice |
| Sold his soul to the streets, he don’t need Christ (right, right) |
| But what it 'C' like? |
| All these rats in this race for a cheese slice |
| Need to pass on the safe for at least like |
| Six digits and his niggas ain’t gon' eat right (right, right) |
| But what it 'C' like? |
| Flat broke, got him feeling he don’t need life |
| Split screen, to the left is police lights |
| To the right, visualizing his dream life (right, right) |
| What it 'C' like? |
| He gon' have to be willing to leave life |
| Half his blood on the cross like he Jes' Christ |
| All the love that he lost, that’s a cheap price (right, right) |
| But what it 'C' like? |
| Niggas can’t shine like these lights |
| ‘Cause niggas ain’t grind like right |
| But shit ain’t even always what it seem, right? |