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Wrekonize Lyrics - Singles - Smif-n-wessun

What up? I heard that you got a little prob' 

Wit the way that we roll and the heads we done robbed 

Stickin' and flickin' the bangers, thrown them out through ya neck 

Another beat down inflicted by that nigga Tek 

 

And for ya back, establish, yea I got a sharp dagger 

And a left hook that'll cause ya jaw bone to shatter 

Whose skilled enough to come test the weeded two 

Titans from Bucktown, that'll burn through ya crew 

 

I got a vibe from the session in the back 

When niggas is shaft on the ground puffin' meth and kickin' raps 

Smif-N-Wessun comin' wit nuff buds and skunk 

Fake the funk and get found dead in the trunk 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

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All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

Back again, make room for the boom 

Puffin' the lye, gettin' high to a beat minus two 

Choke my yak, is where I lives at and lotta rats 

Cooch and pain is my brain, so I don't sweat that 

Instead I mack wit a Tek and a Dog, my man Ruckus and Rock 

And yo Rippa, what up doc? 

 

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The deals going down like this 

None affect the mouth, watch ya lips and my boots do a French kiss 

Puttin' an end to those who tend to get me aggravated 

I'm tired of countin' dues and addin' up the years we waited 

Be on the lookout for these mad blunts smokin' 

Keep ya girl away from me, 'cuz I won't hesitate to stroke it 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

I'm feelin' the rush from the cannabis plant 

But I can't lamp 'cuz niggas get me amped 

Talkin' this and that but my raps formats phat 

And I slap cats that come miss the stand backs 

 

Never could I ever agree on 

Cuttin' loose a lot of mic troops that I roll wit for eons 

Be on ya tippy top or ya crisply crop 

By them crooked cops or the local cop blockers on ya block 

 

I watch my back when for delf 

Some say the buzz, but I say the fuzz bad for my health 

Huh, critics could get banged like did it 

Bowl, first I get lifted wit my click before up in a show 

 

So, I say what I mean, mean what I say 

Do what I do, and me not play 

Say young God for punks who play hard 

Don't be surprised, I'm pullin' ya card, ya better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Real heads on the rise, wrekonize 

You better wrekonize 

 

All heads realize, wrekonize 

Smif-N-Wessun on the rise 

You better wrekonize 

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