CONVERSATION WITH TITO Lyrics – TITO LOPEZ
Singer: TITO LOPEZ
Title: CONVERSATION WITH TITO
Uh, and I don’t know what the f#ck you think is going on here
These boys ain’t on sh#t
One of a kind when I’m rhyming, f#ck how them chromes spit
And I’m on my own sh#t
That hanging you over a bridge until you defecate, then I make you eat your own sh#t
b#tch I don’t own sh#t
So I’m coming through mobbing, I’m robbing leaving you with nothing, I’m thugging, like I’m on that Bone sh#t
That’s why this easy, mind fast like 3G
You n#gg#s half of my ass, b#tch I’m cash I just 3G
I, come from the gutter, the grime the mud and the rocks
You get more then a hole in your socks, big busting of shots
Been through everything you’d imagine, and lots worse
Writing bout’ that drama,
Mama like boy you do not curse
Now your back handed compliments, is condiments
Ketchup, I mustered up the strength to go forward and put my best up
So may yo’, next best opponent who’s ever next up
Relish in the moment, because they gon’ probably be the next cut, huh
And I give a f#ck about the beat, I’m just talking my sh#t, this for the streets
And I give a f#ck about the beat, I’m just talking my sh#t, this for the streets
And I give a f#ck about the beat, I’m just talking my sh#t, this for the streets
And I give a f#ck about the beat, I’m just talking my sh#t, this for the streets
Living legend, hold up now Lo’ be modest
But even if I tell you I’m the hottest, I’m still being modest
Mississippi I got us, honest to god I promise
Stand and deliver on these n#gg#s, ya’ll ain’t got the goners
I’m as excited about this sh#t as ya’ll
Been watching this game all my life, and now I get to ball
When G.P.T. was getting O.P.T. they all thought it was dumb to pick us
Till they seen a real monster, Oblina, Krumm, and Ickis
I talk the slickest, turn a scholar to a simpleton
Cool as Jack Nicholson, skilled like Phil Mickelson, uh
That mean I swing left, on tour like PGA
Raising all these funds made me president of PTA
And this sh#ts an easy A
These n#gg#s faking kid let’s not and say we did, like shorty on Easy A
And I see them hoping and wishing, like Tito please be gay
Carpe Diem, my dick the Diem she gon’ seize the day
n#gg# this is really me
And the flow is immortal, so killing me like having a smooth contest with Billy D
If I gave a damn about what I said, then I probably would say it
And if I gave a f#ck about your album, I probably would play it
And before I put this price on your head, let me count this money
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, now pay it
Label OK if my CD drops and the day it hits your b#tch like a fist? but this is my favorite sh#t
Slip into something more comfortable, b#tch you just a loner
Lisa like Mona, go slip in a god damn coma
Me so hot, you so mesothelioma
She lost her morals, but she gave me oral, now she’s a goner
Originality’s missing, they trying to buy more
Signing everything under the sun, trying to get my flow
Like, how can we get hip-hop back? Don’t worry I know
Let these animals loose like nobody from Ohio, huh
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