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2TightCuzBlood - Keep My Cool Lyrics



2TightCuzBlood - Keep My Cool Lyrics
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Too tight cuz blood I don't really need an intro
I just be laying low thug in with my kin folk
Everybody strapped up
Test your luck and act up
When we lick them shots
They be hitting like a mack truck
Staying on my toes
Got no time for saving hoes
They be hating and it shows
All I know is making dough
I be getting it on the go
Don't try to play me like a hoe
I been showing love
But catch me in that mode
All up in your feelings
So tell me how you feel
Lately I been feeling good
But they be saying that I'm ill
What you got up in them pockets is your wallet swole or flat
If that honey got no money buddy better throw her back
I be living to the max
Don't be f*cking with them cats
You can't ruin what I'm doing I be pulling in them racks
You can test me if you want to homie that'll get your cap peeled
They try to rush the line but I be playing in that backfield
I been going main-y
They saying that I'm crazy
Money on my mind
All I think about is pay me
I'm just trying to get them blue strips
Them lames be acting clueless
Acting like they with it but we know they cannot do it
I be stacking dollars cuz I got to keep my paper straight
I be with them hustlers all you fakers can't relate
I'm just trying to get paid
You can miss me with the bull
Check it you can catch a fade
But I'm trying to keep my cool
East bay Northern California we be with the shit
Know you smell that aroma on us think it's time to spark a spliff
Danger around that corner they be plotting looking for a jack
If he run up on me partner might not make it back
I'm just trying to keep my cool
This why I'm laying low
I never went to school
But I be playing pro
You can catch me in them streets like we got no place to go
Partner we be packing heat cuz it's really getting cold
I can hear you talking but you really ain't said none
Catch them while he walking that's another one red rum
I be up early cuz I got to get my dough
I don't think they heard me but I ain't got to let them know
I be sticking to my business this that money making mack and murder fool
Cookies got me lifted and this liquor got me perving too
Never catch me slipping I be staying on my tip toes
Time to roll them dice partner tell me what they hit for
I been going main-y
They saying that I'm crazy
Money on my mind
All I think about is pay me
I'm just trying to get them blue strips
Them lames be acting clueless
Acting like they with it but we know they cannot do it
I be stacking dollars cuz I got to keep my paper straight
I be with them hustlers all you fakers can't relate
I'm just trying to get paid
You can miss me with the bull
Check it you can catch a fade
But I'm trying to keep my cool
I be staying focused you can miss me with that bullshit
Ever sense a youngster they been saying that's a cool kid
Got me f*cked up I ain't copy what them fools did
Have you thinking when you stuck up in that bullpen
I'm just trying to chase the cheese
Can't be faded player please
Hating cuz the game's so P's
Partner better save the bleach
I'm just trying to make a rap
I ain't trying to make a speech
Super bros your boy is wack
He be trying to save the peach
If you trying to kick it then they know they got to break bread
They try to catch me slipping and ship me off to state feds
Keep one tucked where I lay my head try to run in that's a no-no
Around these parts we handle our own don't talk to po-po
When we lick them shots we be clicking til our wrist hurt
We make it pop
From Antioch to Pittsburg
Keep a mirror up in my pocket to practice looking hard
Better watch out how you talking get you smacked up in that yard
I been going main-y
They saying that I'm crazy
Money on my mind
All I think about is pay me
I'm just trying to get them blue strips
Them lames be acting clueless
Acting like they with it but we know they cannot do it
I be stacking dollars cuz I got to keep my paper straight
I be with them hustlers all you fakers can't relate
I'm just trying to get paid
You can miss me with the bull
Check it you can catch a fade
But I'm trying to keep my cool
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Too tight cuz blood I don't really need an intro
I just be laying low thug in with my kin folk
Everybody strapped up
Test your luck and act up
When we lick them shots
They be hitting like a mack truck
Staying on my toes
Got no time for saving hoes
They be hating and it shows
All I know is making dough
I be getting it on the go
Don't try to play me like a hoe
I been showing love
But catch me in that mode
All up in your feelings
So tell me how you feel
Lately I been feeling good
But they be saying that I'm ill
What you got up in them pockets is your wallet swole or flat
If that honey got no money buddy better throw her back
I be living to the max
Don't be f*cking with them cats
You can't ruin what I'm doing I be pulling in them racks
You can test me if you want to homie that'll get your cap peeled
They try to rush the line but I be playing in that backfield
I been going main-y
They saying that I'm crazy
Money on my mind
All I think about is pay me
I'm just trying to get them blue strips
Them lames be acting clueless
Acting like they with it but we know they cannot do it
I be stacking dollars cuz I got to keep my paper straight
I be with them hustlers all you fakers can't relate
I'm just trying to get paid
You can miss me with the bull
Check it you can catch a fade
But I'm trying to keep my cool
East bay Northern California we be with the shit
Know you smell that aroma on us think it's time to spark a spliff
Danger around that corner they be plotting looking for a jack
If he run up on me partner might not make it back
I'm just trying to keep my cool
This why I'm laying low
I never went to school
But I be playing pro
You can catch me in them streets like we got no place to go
Partner we be packing heat cuz it's really getting cold
I can hear you talking but you really ain't said none
Catch them while he walking that's another one red rum
I be up early cuz I got to get my dough
I don't think they heard me but I ain't got to let them know
I be sticking to my business this that money making mack and murder fool
Cookies got me lifted and this liquor got me perving too
Never catch me slipping I be staying on my tip toes
Time to roll them dice partner tell me what they hit for
I been going main-y
They saying that I'm crazy
Money on my mind
All I think about is pay me
I'm just trying to get them blue strips
Them lames be acting clueless
Acting like they with it but we know they cannot do it
I be stacking dollars cuz I got to keep my paper straight
I be with them hustlers all you fakers can't relate
I'm just trying to get paid
You can miss me with the bull
Check it you can catch a fade
But I'm trying to keep my cool
I be staying focused you can miss me with that bullshit
Ever sense a youngster they been saying that's a cool kid
Got me f*cked up I ain't copy what them fools did
Have you thinking when you stuck up in that bullpen
I'm just trying to chase the cheese
Can't be faded player please
Hating cuz the game's so P's
Partner better save the bleach
I'm just trying to make a rap
I ain't trying to make a speech
Super bros your boy is wack
He be trying to save the peach
If you trying to kick it then they know they got to break bread
They try to catch me slipping and ship me off to state feds
Keep one tucked where I lay my head try to run in that's a no-no
Around these parts we handle our own don't talk to po-po
When we lick them shots we be clicking til our wrist hurt
We make it pop
From Antioch to Pittsburg
Keep a mirror up in my pocket to practice looking hard
Better watch out how you talking get you smacked up in that yard
I been going main-y
They saying that I'm crazy
Money on my mind
All I think about is pay me
I'm just trying to get them blue strips
Them lames be acting clueless
Acting like they with it but we know they cannot do it
I be stacking dollars cuz I got to keep my paper straight
I be with them hustlers all you fakers can't relate
I'm just trying to get paid
You can miss me with the bull
Check it you can catch a fade
But I'm trying to keep my cool
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Writer: Steve Martino
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Performed By: 2TightCuzBlood
Language: English
Length: 4:29
Written by: Steve Martino
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