Time For ...

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Time For ...

Show & A.G. · Goodfellas · 2014 · 2:47

Lyrics

There's a time to play and there's a time for sex There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck Watch your spot 'cause if you sleep you'll get got Our sound is hot because we're true to hip-hop The little big man, y'all little niggas just relax I'm comin' like a nut but niggas catchin' heart attacks Adversaries better maintain Don't even riff scram 'cause I'm a one man bang bang Boom I hit it, now one of you really did it Bung out the beast in me and the freaks be gettin' with it Yes the fame is what they sweat But if you came for me to entertain then I'll make you wet Meanwhile gotta keep a low profile My style is true so yes I do smile Original just like the Dirty Rotten And while our foes are plottin', Show is ridin' shotgun There's a time to play and there's a time for sex There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck Watch your spot 'cause if you sleep you'll get got Our sound is hot because we're true to hip-hop Since I hit the boom they say my brain is doomed I object, it's sustained, now name this tune Breakin' more than other brothers on computers Long as my vision ain't blurry, don't worry, pass the Buddhas Forget karate 'cause I'd rather kick a lyric You ain't tryin' to hear it then I'll be talkin' to your spirit Show hit me off with the hype shit Who needs pencils and papers? Brain cells is what I write with The format, oh your last LP I'm all at Step to AG then you're best to be sure, black Roll with my crew, I got the O.E Twenty dollar sack and my hat to the back just like P.O Now in your plate it better not be for Show and Dre Or sex in between the sheets at my rest Now it's time to lounge and I'm free from all clowns And when I'm through catchin' wreck I hit the cess, yes There's a time to play and there's a time for sex There's a time to lounge and there's a time to catch wreck Watch your spot 'cause if you sleep you'll get got Our sound is hot because we're true to hip-hop I get rougher than a herd 'em like a puff of the ganja Tough like Tonka, you'll get seen by the Jolly Green Monster The G sell now hell no A good fellow who sports a shell toe So don't step to me, I'll shoot you and your deputy Everybody's in jeopardy except for me They pop shit like they skills I can't top it I'm the one to rock with, lounge and puff sweet chocolate I'm comin' through so whatcha gonna do When I hit you in the head with the lead from the number two A black Wu leavin' suckers froze like a statue Styles are comin' at you real like my tattoo

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