Dj Cvrlos - Work

Destructive ass niggas
Uhn!
They call me Dj Cvrlos
Hahn!
Hahn!
Hahn!
Uhn!
You rappers better run for cover, 'cause the man is here
And standing, next to a clock don't mean your time is near
Full plate of ass whooping, got enough to share
And if you want a piece, then I'ma put my foot in your rear
Haahn!
I'm so fly, witches stop and stare
I'm so fresh, bitches be rocking clothes that I wear
Boy!
Your time is up, I see clocks in the air
With little diamonds shinning on 'em, I call it Chris Aire
(Yeah)
I got an ice chain (Wooh!)
So my neck is frozen
They say many are called
But only few are chosen (Chosen)
All I do is win (Win)
I'm not a fan of losing
If dissing you ain't fun, I guess I'm done abusing
I got some respect for you, try not to abuse it
It's not enough to have a brain, boy you gotta use it
Like screw drivers to my head, I'm about to lose it
I got a finger on the trigger, ain't afraid to use it
I be puttin' that work
Niggas never learn
Tripping on the fame and money they'll never earn
Puttin' that work
I put in that work
Headed to the top, but the hustle never ends
So I put in that
(Work work work)
So I put in that
(Work work work)
I be puttin' that
(Work work work)
So I put in that
(Work work work)
Ise yen
Uhn!
More options than my nigga Atu
You know you're running when the pistol be pointing at you
Yeah I stay grounded
Like the sole of my shoe
Flow so cold you'll think I be having the Flu (Achoo!)
Hahn!
Ice cold like Alaska
Steady tryna keep a nigga outta NASCAR
The last time I rapped fast was Faster
Off the streets, but still keeping it gangsta
YBMH (Wooh!)
POB (Wooh!)
Destructive Ass Niggas?
We deadly
Like Deadline, we spit lines that blow minds
Blowjobs are still making the Headlines
Hahn!
Only reason why I do this shit
is for the fame and the money and the honey and shit
Forget the hustle and struggle ma nigga, life is good
And if your Sun don't shine, I bet your daughter would
I be puttin' that work
Niggas never learn
Tripping on the fame and money they'll never earn
Puttin' that work
I put in that work
Headed to the top, but the hustle never ends
So I put in that
(Work work work)
So I put in that
(Work work work)
I be puttin' that
(Work work work)
So I put in that
(Work work work)
Ise yen
(Ayo T'Shegz turn me up)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
Uhn!
Call me an artist
From the attention I draw from shit that I spit
Punchlines be making 'em hits
I'm killing the beat
Chopping it into pieces and bits
If you, fresh out the kitchen then you can't take the heat
(Can't take the heat)
You must be funny if you do this for money
I do this for fame, the name
Yeah I do this for glory
I'm young but making history
This is my victory lap
I wrote this rap to put my name in this storybook of life
The strife, the pain, the struggle
The fame, the name, the game, the shame, the hustle
To make it in life is not by strength or muscle
It's knowing what you must do and what you mustn't
Do
I been in this game for eons
You rappers part-time, I'm infinity and beyond
My Dj is a girl
I call her Ivy Leon
She call me Grandmaster, the Priory of Scion
I'm Leon' Da Vinci
'Cause I draw bitches
You say your money tall
All I see is inches
All that bullshit is for the birds
Lots of Finches
Where there's an angry mob, there's a lynching
Aluu bitches
These niggas never learn (Uhn!)
(Yeah)
The fame and the money they'll never earn (Uhn!)
(Yeah)
Say these niggas never learn (Uhn!)
(Yeah)
The fame and the money they'll never earn (Uhn!)
Destructive Ass Niggas!

Written by:
Carlos Azoro

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