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All Hail Da Cartel Video (MV)




Performed By: Quey
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Patrick Donnell




Quey - All Hail Da Cartel Lyrics
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First things first
Homie let me set the record straight
You a think I was a horse
The way I'm jumping out the gate
Think that I ain't have choice
The way I'm tryna make it shake
Ima Virgo Earth sign
Mean I gotta make it quake
I just need to know
Do you really want that pressure
I just gotta point
And my boys gone be at ya
We be on mission
Man We coming with a vendetta
And nah we ain't no monkeys
But my homies got bananas
In the streets its law
Guess dat I'm da prosecutor
If u tryna learn the game
F*ck it I'll be your tutor
Cross me
Promise you gone learn yourself a lesson
Price on your head
It's only a matter of seconds
Please don't get twisted
Pay attention to what I just said
Say I done went stomp the yard
But I'm still the same knuckle head
Promise you don't really want these problems
With my trouble past
I be tryna get away
But y'all gone make me double back
F*ck it G let's double back
I heard about the hidden stash
She told me where hid it at
So let's go get this double bag
I be on my P's and Q's
I only take W's
Never heard of me and lose
That's not something that I do
They be talking like
Man he soft he be singing now
Put some guns to your head
I bet that you be singing out
I don't even know
Why you really tryna play with me
Use to be a friend crossed the line
Now you an enemy
It's a dark place
Got these demons in my soul now
Every time I sing
You know dat I sing my soul out
Please come correct
When you step to a stepper
Chess not checkers
But I'll double decker
Matter fact
I'll have you laying on stretcher
Like I went to the doctor
Man I just got my check up
Y'all done messed up
And y'all woke up the Menace
You know I be drilling
But I am not a dentist
You came off the benches
And you hop in the trenches
You thought you was authentic
Then you came up missing
Oh my god man
They can't believe that I did it
And I ain't got no feelings
Cause this is strictly business
I was on my savage mode
Late night creeping
Now I just say the word
Them boys get to sweeping
Something like harden
When he never played defense
Monday thru Friday
I found out what u weak in
Now I'm fenna pull up
To your house on the weekend
Catch you while you sleep in
And it's gone be the end
Knock knock who's there
This is not a joke
Gun in your mouth
While we in your girl throat
They say that ima demon
Cause it's murder on my mind
But my mind on my money
Mess with that they intertwine
You never been to the mud
Only when talking with swine
I'll off you if you drop my money
Even just a dime
All about the moula
Tryna be a ruler
And I'll make you freeze up
But I'm not jeweler
And you know I'll squeeze
Like I'm making lemonade
You hear them choppas drumming
You'll think it's a parade
So I'll advice you
To be careful what you say
You ain't gotta be in the mirror
When yousay my name
Cause I'll pull up
To the place where u eat
And before I leave
I Make sure that you history
That's on me, N*gga
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First things first
Homie let me set the record straight
You a think I was a horse
The way I'm jumping out the gate
Think that I ain't have choice
The way I'm tryna make it shake
Ima Virgo Earth sign
Mean I gotta make it quake
I just need to know
Do you really want that pressure
I just gotta point
And my boys gone be at ya
We be on mission
Man We coming with a vendetta
And nah we ain't no monkeys
But my homies got bananas
In the streets its law
Guess dat I'm da prosecutor
If u tryna learn the game
F*ck it I'll be your tutor
Cross me
Promise you gone learn yourself a lesson
Price on your head
It's only a matter of seconds
Please don't get twisted
Pay attention to what I just said
Say I done went stomp the yard
But I'm still the same knuckle head
Promise you don't really want these problems
With my trouble past
I be tryna get away
But y'all gone make me double back
F*ck it G let's double back
I heard about the hidden stash
She told me where hid it at
So let's go get this double bag
I be on my P's and Q's
I only take W's
Never heard of me and lose
That's not something that I do
They be talking like
Man he soft he be singing now
Put some guns to your head
I bet that you be singing out
I don't even know
Why you really tryna play with me
Use to be a friend crossed the line
Now you an enemy
It's a dark place
Got these demons in my soul now
Every time I sing
You know dat I sing my soul out
Please come correct
When you step to a stepper
Chess not checkers
But I'll double decker
Matter fact
I'll have you laying on stretcher
Like I went to the doctor
Man I just got my check up
Y'all done messed up
And y'all woke up the Menace
You know I be drilling
But I am not a dentist
You came off the benches
And you hop in the trenches
You thought you was authentic
Then you came up missing
Oh my god man
They can't believe that I did it
And I ain't got no feelings
Cause this is strictly business
I was on my savage mode
Late night creeping
Now I just say the word
Them boys get to sweeping
Something like harden
When he never played defense
Monday thru Friday
I found out what u weak in
Now I'm fenna pull up
To your house on the weekend
Catch you while you sleep in
And it's gone be the end
Knock knock who's there
This is not a joke
Gun in your mouth
While we in your girl throat
They say that ima demon
Cause it's murder on my mind
But my mind on my money
Mess with that they intertwine
You never been to the mud
Only when talking with swine
I'll off you if you drop my money
Even just a dime
All about the moula
Tryna be a ruler
And I'll make you freeze up
But I'm not jeweler
And you know I'll squeeze
Like I'm making lemonade
You hear them choppas drumming
You'll think it's a parade
So I'll advice you
To be careful what you say
You ain't gotta be in the mirror
When yousay my name
Cause I'll pull up
To the place where u eat
And before I leave
I Make sure that you history
That's on me, N*gga
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Writer: Patrick Donnell
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