Ace Lib - Thunder Lyrics

Ace Lib ain't nothing to f*ck wit I'm just paraphrasing
Wit a bad bitch on an island somewhere parasailing
Niggas ain't built like me where's the correlation
They gon sign statements 10 minutes into investigations
I'm just merely saying them niggas you looking up to
Tryna Xcape they sentence then who they gonna run to
My gun drew like art work then I spark first
Pump on his chest ain't tryna see if his heart work
South got something to say word to 3 Stacks
I can still get it today if you need that
Any bitch get in my ride is getting tea bagged
Then pass her to my bros I do these hoes like Steve Nash
She a dime too money on my mind too
Sucker if ya team ain't eating my niggas shine too
Dead ass niggas is dead trash
Young God coming rappers get under their beds fast
Leather gloves in the middle of summertime I run wit mine
Lay a nigga out over words like an underline
You wanna shine you gotta put in that foot work
Before I ate off rap I had to learn how to cook first
Dry twisting the work how a nigga was getting cash
If you ain't have no extras when you done then ya shit was trash
That's facto now I'm whipping up crack flow
West end the best end Louisville where we at tho
I'm just getting back in my bag homie the mag on me
Niggas won't touch me it feel like the move tag homie
Bullet proof the ride ladder hang out the Wesson
I be spraying shots in every direction
You be paying cops for heavy protection
But them niggas ain't dying for you
Pastor do the eulogy while both ya parents crying for you
Don't be stupid why would you wanna go there
But I'm nice with these flows so even that shit ain't no fair
Ofh yeah
Gang gang with the bang bang
Gotta couple shooters it be stupid if I name names
Cause 12 listening but I ain't gon give em shit
They don't want me making hits they want me facing sentencing
I keep telling them crackers that I'm retired
What I'm sposed to give up all this fly shit that I've acquired
All them bitches you admire be the ones I'm smuttin out
She say I ain't have the pussy that's because I f*cked her mouth
Hoes used to play me out they wasn't feeling my style
Any bitch who ever left but she regretting it now
Never heard of me ask the realest niggas around
And they gon tell you that lil nigga really putting it down
I put on the crown I like how that shit fit
These local rappers bout to have shit fits
Gon make me pop the can like it biscuits
Ain't nothing on my mind except get chips
You be rocking them Cubans we can't tell if its real
I don't do chains I do land development deals
Relevant still been on my grind since a wee nigga
I started off hustling weed nigga now if you aint a boss
WHY THE FUCK YOU TALKING TO ME NIGGA
Dead fresh coffin wit me nigga try it out
Thunder over Louisville time to see what the hype about
Any bad bitch in the city and I ain't pipe her out
Then its more then likely that she dyking now
True story
I'm the second coming of Shawn Corey
Pain, time, glory and young niggas who ride for me
Put me in a position most of these rappers ain't in
You get the power then get you a ghost that word to Kanan
If you scarred go to church its room at Caanan
I get it crankin niggas droppin they shit is tankin
They show they ass I gotta spank em
Where my belt at
Had a couple kids the reason that I fell back
Now im bout to hit you in the face harder than an air bag
Say a nigga better then me where at