Songtext Respect the jux (remix) Vado

Respect the jux (remix)

Uh, I'm not a rapper b I ski uzi's
And I can't act, turn down 3 movies
Got 3 groupies took from 3 goofies
Its a rap here we gon pin em 3 doobies
Yo respect the crooks respect the look
One leg out the drop like respect the foot, uh
Before you get the watch go respect the book
If you get got you got just respect the jux

They still underwear this red cap
Putting up rare stacks
Ready to tear tracks
Ever since a kid bubbl? bears and air max
When you doin big be pr?pare for fear facts, a fear fact
Like whatsup high son down when we run by gun high
Lick with the cannon sound like a drum line
You front line
Front you n ready make sure to come by
The flow deli for more fatty its only one eye
This for the shooters cocaine copies
Movers now name droppings
Always cook the step on the scale like weight watches
Mixed the Tom Brown with Chanel go plane watches
Go chain rockers, flame choppers can't stop us
We be the coucil high nigga, that's me two fly niggas
Big Matthews Dave higher, I'm higher official
Take rifles wish buyer, suprise winner
More birds than air fryer, suprise dinners

My rise vicious
Talk money my mind switches
VVS and wine wishes
Big note, the sky's with us
Forced too many on the journey here
Glad im alive bitches
Bitch you can't line me up with God's clippers
A nigga telling me 999 stitches
With time I'm strong and my glow is my body armour
Dawg your favourite rapper can't see these hands just like he on her
20 bodies every state for me grind in my nike joggers
100 niggas pledge allegiance to cities we might be fathers
Throwing that varsity ima get it regardless
I'm back to shining performing with acro timing
Back to the lack reclining
13 was cracking homeless
Rap demons be telling to fuck out
The static is back to rhyming
Put your motherfuckin' cup up and toss to this masterminin
Uh, money talks spit packs of diamonds
Dont catch your beatings or windows will take (?)
Nothing you seen before
The bag I'm in 14 season (?)
Thou stall I can teach you more
Made em stuck up the sneaker store
Would be 2 weeks or more stalling out of the 4 sequence door
Ain't no catching up nigga you seen the score
[Verse 3: Dave East]
We true New Yorkers in gucci joggers I move through Harlem
(?) flow like I got em from Fritz I'm cool as (?)
Recruited sponsors that pull up in trucks that move like tanker
Hit the spades and King (?)
I feel like Luka Doncic
Through to my labour, deliver they crackhead
Make sure I stay close to a bed like Hillary Rodham
Grew up as menace had continuous issues and problems
Asking about pistols, we got em
Used to be the playground now bitches be sling, ima slide em
How could you be with your partner
Shave up to the feet designer
Wake up with the freakning (?)
Make up on the sheet, she wilding
Taking out, I'm eating Italian
Trick what? Lace who? not It ain't with Dave dude
If he was about your paper they'd have paid you
I'm grateful its the verse trade
I got on some shit thats hard to pronounce what my shirt say
I quartered sign flu at the same time I hunger for more
In front of the store Jacked on the fatigue look like I wanted a war
In front of you, I balled
Niggas will rob you
Somebody get killed you
And it get bored
Run through your city like we still on tour
Count up the milly and write on the floor
I got the spirit of Mr. Shakur
Spit on the cam thats why you ain't got all the answers
Watch who you let in your circle
I seen niggas turning to cancer
How you talk about body selling never heard of the (?)
Question after question about this life deserve me some answers
College dropout serving the campus to serve me a mansion