Warning Lyrics – 38 Spesh

Warning Lyrics by 38 Spesh

Huh, yeah, we’re gonna have some fun on this motherf#ckin’ project
Know’m sayin’? My n#gg#s with that shit felt like, nah mean?
Teach these n#gg#s how to rap again, nah mean?
My trapper got me lit

Whip cost me a brick, I’m just a few bands away from rich
Standing on the strip with nicks, still could have got you pinched
Me? I’m neutral, but I still be with Bloods and Crips
I bet this tec with the cooling kit’ll knock you out your kicks

I been on my sh#t, it’s time they learned the bull from a pit
I was in the mix, I can tell by your chain you’re a vic
Y’all n#gg#s food but, sh#t, I gotta feed the kids
Uh, I ran every block I stood on, now it’s time to put the hood on

I even had weed houses on Woodlawn
Whippin’ up, I use my good arm
Fiend passed out on his way up to the store, we had the hood warm
Block hot, before this rap sh#t we played the hot box

I wanted to drive back when b#tches was playing hopscotch
I’ll put the Scotch tape to your face
Get your life erased, I come off the hip, blood all over the place
Have a taste, uh, y’all n#gg#s just in the way

You see I made a way, you should be honored by the Lord’s grace
I can’t change, I live my life by the code
Damn near froze many nights standing right by a stove
The streets feast like the beast, and it invited my soul

Lost control, heart was cold like a viking in snow
Whoa, cold-blooded, I know you’re liking the flow
‘Cause these rappers die for me and go bite in a rose[?
Bite your Prada, swallow something getting sniped from a chrome

Or punch your face ’til it explode, I’m a need ice for my bones
I’m a rare thug, you’re like Betty White in a bear hug
The type that’ll get hair plugs, wouldn’t squeeze a flare gun
Your career’s dead, I see crows in the booth

I f#ck around, be like Hov doing shows in a suit
I’m from a broken home, demons sitting right up on my shoulder bone
A risk taker, life’s a cliffhanger, I’m still holding on
Hold your breath for an hour, you think you’re nice

I’ll put your finger in a geyser[?] and swipe it, I’m a tyrant
Let’s go, huh, 1994
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38 Spesh Lyrics – Warning

38 Spesh

Warning