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WARM BREW lyrics : "Hear Ya Say"

Say it's gon
Say it's gon
Yah it's gon

Its gon be alright
In the west
We sip late

Smoke og
And party all night
So leave your problems at the mutha$#&@in door

And get yo paper
Get yo fetti
And that scratch boy get yo dough


[Serk]


Now I just wanna hear you say that all my folks are free
And everything up in the world is how it's suppose To be
I got mad love for all of those close to me

Cuz they the ones that keep me goin
Stayin focused please
Say my name and you'll be toast to me

Raise right hand wit the rosary
Tattoo repin LA all these freaky hoes notice me
She say wantin more cuz dick Is what I gave her

Took her to the brink
Call ya boy a soul skater
I be dippin

Never trippin to spliff
Its nothin major
Dont you every pay a attention to my mindless misbehavior

Say your last words
If you wanna $#&@ with the crew
Because b4 it leave your mouth

You gon be duckin a brew
A fist
A shoe

Then a cane from that ^!$$% Hugh
Yea we young get a gain but it ain't no thang get paid young boy if ya know what you do
Can't wait to hear my momma say I made her proud

By the way I kill a stage and how I rock a crowd
Get money


[Manu Li]

It goes one for a lot of money

Two for a crackin show
Three words live ya life because you never know
Hersel walker no weight (*##$ I'm kurtis blow

Meaning I Rock shows
Make em say oh
You don't wanna tango

Heavy hands cankles
I dont throw bullets or vinsante shanco
Naw I dont give a $#&@ if my kakis wrinkled

Hot damn I'm nigeran my ashy ankles
Pot holes in my wallet
Pot holes in my lawn

Pot hoes at my show stoned singing my songs
Snot nose ^!$$% dreamin bout making money wrong
And a brood $$# queen to put the donk on kong

Keep busy with the dream
Keep the mack on strong
With this exacto knife

How can my art go wrong
I've been to heaven been to hell
Are we down to earth

Am I an angel or a demon hopefully the first
Stay sipping with the homies
Stay gettin hurt

Hurt

[Ray wright]


Let me hear ya say
I'm faded out my mind

Chinky eyed with quarter sack and some Carlo Rossi wine
Holdin it down for the Cali brothas playas and pimps
Making hoes go wild from the game he spit
But umm
I'm here to talk about some real %#@!

Like a lopsided cup Ima spill this
Spoke to my ^!$$% densy today
Stacking hella cheese all the way in dc
Making money for his folks way out in virgn
His lady and kids

Man they need to eat dinner
Let me hear you say thats a real $$# ^!$$%
Prioritys first man he see the big picture
Far from home
Ya boys miss ya keep em close to heart cuz you know they wit ya

So take you a deep $$# breathe
Now exhale and don't stress
Yea we are from the west
Got deep love for LA like the tat on my chest
See out here living takes a different approach

On the porch popin at Hoochies with your flannel and locs
Or at the del Rey marina pimpish $#&@in on boats
Up at the laker parade with some hoes in the shade
So let me say I'm gettin paid with these westcoast ways ^!$$%

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