2Real Pablo - Why You Looking Lyrics

Why you looking
Huh
Huh? Stop looking
Look, how you looking

Look
Pesos, I make dough. All real, no fake no
My bitch, Montego. Let the thing go if I say so
So Mako

Nigga, get a whole or half or au bag of eight dough
Come straight though
Huh
Cause a nigga roll with the gat or safe, ain't safe no

Turn you to play dough. Get a face though, that's case closed
Play broke on my yayo, Juvie Shoot the nigga in the face though
The boss if I say so. On your block or broad day low
Goons got them all lay low. They know f*ck the cop, ain't no payroll

Say bro, from telly to telly. Counting and ironin, all of this feddy
Out of state like this the sequel to belly. She want me to put it all up in her belly
Now I got her running pack of that ready. Ready, set, go. We on steady
We on flex zone. Niggas ready until the police ready. Niggas will tell us

Hot boy, hot boy. Locked on bail. Felon
Call me a case. All in the paper. All on my plate
Pit save me was flushing the weight. Wait, need more weight
So you know we went straight to the safe. Re-up and then relocate

Balls to the wall, homie. Face to the plate
Straight from the waist. Get it low. On my J-Prince all the time
Nosy. Get it in the nose. Stay out of my biz and my grind
And if you hate, hater so. Pick a number and then get in line

Hatin, on me Don't worry au G. We pay you bitch Niggas no mind
Huh? Why you looking? Huh? Huh? Stop looking
Look, how you looking? Look, how you looking? Huh
Look, how you looking? Why you looking

That nigga's looking at me, fool. Get your money
Look, how you looking? First day out. Y'all hear that? Y'all hear that
Just a lot of that
Look, how you looking