Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Va Cats Lyrics - Singles - Wu-syndicate

Intro 

Watch yourself 

Keep where my eyes could see 

International 

Crime Syndicate 

Thugs, niggas 

Whatsup Whatsup 

 

{Myalansky} 

Cats be eyeing me, somebody snitching somebody dying see 

Twenty five hundred a big ache, heard he was buyin three 

Stop lying, money was sweating, my man was eyeing his leat 

Slap off his bracelet with ice, and jetted cross the street 

Death was my first instinct, I had to stop and think 

Smiling faces always remember, they rock ya ass to sleep 

Disregard this camouflage batter shattering thirty teeth 

Heist pulling drug selling niggas coming from dirty street 

Look what? Pretty boy get him, right there yo pass the heat 

Heard he like to trigga bang slang, but he ain't ass fast as me 

Slip behind a trash can blasting watching his ass retreat 

Chrome is two turned bitch, I love this city heat 

Arsenal, blazin them weapons when there some murder beef 

He's unheard of sort of, VA Cats, them dirty streets 

 

Chorus: 

 

Unheard of VA Cats, we bring it well done 

Do them dolo hit, we never tell none 

Sittin in the cell for blazing hell's gun 

We aight though, we just dip bail 

And like they say or somethin 

You heard of us VA Cats, for real 

 

{Joe Mafia} 

I heard the judge got a grudge 

No love for thugs pushing drugs 

Guerilla warfare with ice mugs 

Inside the borough, pure bred head the stero 

Style deniro, slottin in chrome is hero 

The Max Mil era, I pick steel whenever 

Time to exercise my five, your a terror 

Ill vatal, roll with my crime team and feel stable 

With your betrayal, I place you in the field cradle 

I heard a thirty eight, it ain't hurt regurgitate 

Swerving in the irving, sippin Feron in the paper chase 

With thug niggas, that's born to rub niggas 

Trickin gold diggas, my whole mentality is "Fuck niggas" 

Mafioso, the savage, breakin your barrage 

Crossbows, aiming darts at your torso 

Constrictor, boa, backdraft a flame thrower 

Bank quoters, I damn pulled a Range Rover 

Melting glaciers, the ice water 

Spit gems to murders, twin propellars, ice cold polar 

Burn solar, king traced the god sonar 

Holding a toaster, alias on wanted posters 

Sweepstake, my whole click is keep safe 

For Pete's sake, I generate wait and scape 

What's in the lab? Crime Syndicate fam patrol the ave 

What's today math was bad 

 

Chorus 

 

{Myalansky} 

Street science for night time crime, bullets ricochet 

Constantly inclining them faggots need some reminding 

Split your coat lining, Crack bone marrows having that ass crying 

Rob shit just like DeNiro, keeping cigars lit 

Fed pop but don't know shit, we camouflage with 

Scandals come in hand in your turnpike, for trafficin 

Virginia, that's where money was head, and drop the packages 

On the corner, there that cat go, he's come flaggin it 

Don't let that cat to my man, money aight and shit 

Them new cats was plottin to get them 

I'm coming back let them 

Greatin ass faggot you pussy, this time we murder them 

It's unheard of VA Cats be on some dirty shit 

 

Chorus 

 

Outro: 

 

Va Cats for real 

California yo 

My Miami niggas 

My real New York niggas 

Jamaica P 

All my live niggas 

all my cuban link niggas 

Raekwon, big Daddy-O, big Daddy-O