Lyric Ego
[Pusha T]
Yes sir..
[Chorus 2X s]
Don t let cha ego trick yo ass
Cause this motherfuckin tech will get yo ass
[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don t, that s yo ass my man
[Malice]
I got guns cause they got guns
I get cash they get none
So I m sure you see where that leaves me
In the streets with two heats, both one within my reach
I speak slow, let em understand my speech
When I say, "Get low, these hold ten shots each
Please, don t move too fast, I scared of y all niggas and my nerves is bad!"
So sad, but I won t think twice
We rich, we get the best judicial advice
Threaten my life with them words that they ut-ter-in
Adrenaline pump, my heart start to flut-ter-in
Continuous dump, that tech gets to stut-ter-in
Left in the slump, mother and sister cud-dle-in
And for what, cause you ego-trippin
If that thing jam, it s divine intervention
Click!
[Chorus 2X s]
Don t let cha ego trick yo ass
Cause this motherfuckin tech will get yo ass
[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don t, that s yo ass my man
[Pusha T]
Even if it s talk cheap (Say what...)
You know I can t sleep on his word
Had to show him that I heard (Let s go...)
All that duct-tape-tie-up talk put in reverse
Now it s him who s in a bind on the account of his words (Yeah, you know it...)
Yeah, they talk bout this and that (That...)
Got it fucked up, like I m all bout rap (Rap...)
Word is I m loaded, they want a piece of that
I respond with four words, "Rat-tat-tat-tat" (In yo ass...)
Now, rap about that
I carry a human heat box, to make ya heartbeat stop (Stop...)
Some say Pusha s the coldest
Money is my morals, other than that, I m soulless
Refuse to wake up zeroless and 0-less
Carry that shit that blow your arm out your shoulders (Bla-oww...)
Techs don t come with holsters, I m a menace boy (Don t forget, motherfucker)
[Chorus 2X s]
Don t let cha ego trick yo ass
Cause this motherfuckin tech will get yo ass
[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don t, that s yo ass my man
[Pharrell]
Yo..
You niggas ain t fuckin wit us..
This is the real..
You niggas ain t fuckin - wit us..
This is the real..
You niggas ain t fuckin wit us..
This is the real..
You niggas ain t fuckin - wit us..
This is the real..
Bitch..
Yes sir..
[Chorus 2X s]
Don t let cha ego trick yo ass
Cause this motherfuckin tech will get yo ass
[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don t, that s yo ass my man
[Malice]
I got guns cause they got guns
I get cash they get none
So I m sure you see where that leaves me
In the streets with two heats, both one within my reach
I speak slow, let em understand my speech
When I say, "Get low, these hold ten shots each
Please, don t move too fast, I scared of y all niggas and my nerves is bad!"
So sad, but I won t think twice
We rich, we get the best judicial advice
Threaten my life with them words that they ut-ter-in
Adrenaline pump, my heart start to flut-ter-in
Continuous dump, that tech gets to stut-ter-in
Left in the slump, mother and sister cud-dle-in
And for what, cause you ego-trippin
If that thing jam, it s divine intervention
Click!
[Chorus 2X s]
Don t let cha ego trick yo ass
Cause this motherfuckin tech will get yo ass
[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don t, that s yo ass my man
[Pusha T]
Even if it s talk cheap (Say what...)
You know I can t sleep on his word
Had to show him that I heard (Let s go...)
All that duct-tape-tie-up talk put in reverse
Now it s him who s in a bind on the account of his words (Yeah, you know it...)
Yeah, they talk bout this and that (That...)
Got it fucked up, like I m all bout rap (Rap...)
Word is I m loaded, they want a piece of that
I respond with four words, "Rat-tat-tat-tat" (In yo ass...)
Now, rap about that
I carry a human heat box, to make ya heartbeat stop (Stop...)
Some say Pusha s the coldest
Money is my morals, other than that, I m soulless
Refuse to wake up zeroless and 0-less
Carry that shit that blow your arm out your shoulders (Bla-oww...)
Techs don t come with holsters, I m a menace boy (Don t forget, motherfucker)
[Chorus 2X s]
Don t let cha ego trick yo ass
Cause this motherfuckin tech will get yo ass
[Pharrell]
"Yes, the semi-automatic tech is know to jam..."
But if it don t, that s yo ass my man
[Pharrell]
Yo..
You niggas ain t fuckin wit us..
This is the real..
You niggas ain t fuckin - wit us..
This is the real..
You niggas ain t fuckin wit us..
This is the real..
You niggas ain t fuckin - wit us..
This is the real..
Bitch..
