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RED CAFE lyrics : "May I"

[Intro]
^!$$%z just love the cash
Shake down ^!$$%z say yea

1-9 ^!$$%z love the cash
H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo BK no, oh, oh, oh


[Bridge]
You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do
But you gon' respect what I do

I don't like nothin' about you, frontin' about you
We gon' get money without you


[Verse 1]
When shake down come through, who you gon' run to?
Have my money or we gon hunt you

Clak clak show you what the gun do
My murder game like a Roy Jones one, two
Now when the funds due who still gonna front you

Son dude you might get slumped on a humble
Might get a stealth torpedo to make you tumble
Cause hazard to ya hustle

Knew it wasn't hard to touch you
Especially when the bark, bark got a muzzle
And make the sound muffled

Chah - Chah {*silencer*} Brook-lyn muscle
Is I, always prepared for scuffles
You see I must do what I must do

^!$$%z screamin' $#&@ me, well ^!$$% $#&@ you!

[Chorus]

May I, keep a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through
The late night shift on some late night %#@!

On the gangstas roam
May I, keep a little something for the G's
And, make a few ends while I breeze through

The late night shift on some late night %#@!
While ya momma ain't home


[Verse 2]
My mercedes sittin on AMG's
Squeeze three 80's 'til they empty

Seen lately it's a style to hate me
But even when inside I'm cool like a A/C
The nickel back sole in the park they paid me

The PJ's get shot up they blame me
Ya (*##$ wanna real ^!$$%, she gon' page me
I'm the voice of Brooklyn, ^!$$% you crazy

Questions need to be answered
Sexy rap ^!$$%z needing a dancer, I'm cancer
Kill you in a matter of days

You's a durag ^!$$% that I battled ya ways
It's inclusive, or shake a slug off, I'm elusive
Got new guns can't wait to use it

Although, I step all slow
Get respect also, hold Tech's I'm all-pro


[Chorus]

[Bridge]


[Verse 3]
Now we official, I'll address my issues

Either comply or I twist you, simple
Hardrock, been livin' on Hard Knock
Hate a (*##$ ^!$$% that car hop, no

The dashboard in my BM, kinda confusing
Head game on my BM, cause confusion
I pump rock myself, like the infusion

Shake down got pink but not an illusion

[Chorus]

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