Glasses Malone ft. Akon –“Certified”
Akon:
Jyea upfront, upfront, it’s the one Malike, upfront Akon & Glasses, Akon & Glasses, whoo! Uhh-huh Konvict music (reverb), Akon & Glasses, Akon & Glasses, uh-huh, uh-huh.
Glasses:
Niggas spit fairytales, G issues the facts. Not Jeezy, but I sold my fair issue of crack. Not Wheezy but my lawn got that hustler’s music, and dem hustler’s use it, serve customers to it. Went from two to three hundred got the Mexicans down. Hundred Crip, hundred Blood, hundred Mexicans now. Hundred ‘round in the clip, man who wanna get done? With the new West pres on his A-town drawn, with the new West pres daddy callin’ the play and we sackin’ whack rappers niggaz call it a day. Down South call em choppers, on corner Decay either way ambulances come and haul em away. Oww. It’s Ludavision bitch, I’m the soul of the crew. Honey girls on my heels like da soul of my shoe. Got toop in the kitchen, let it simmer and cook. Now ‘Kon break it on down and deliver da hook. Let’s go! Go!
Now Batman
Akon:
I ain’t for all that beefin’, beefin. Got niggas to bust your head for no reason, reason, ask around the streets man I’m certified. ‘Cross seas all my customers are satisfied, satisfied. See I ain’t for all that beefin. Matter of fact I’m tryinda chill with the squeezey, squeezey. Ask around the hood man I’m certified, certified. Now I’d hate to have to put a bullet in your mind, mind, mind.
Glasses:
Got the Bloods on my team, who gonna fuck with cuz? I’m heavy in the streets nigga fuck the club. I make G’s bounce and wanna buck da slu. Take him down everyday you spendin’ bucks to prove. Whoo! I was just a little pissed I didn’t sign with Jay, ha, lil blunts, couple months, I’m feeling fine today. Jyea! Couple blunt they say he’s runnin da hood and I’m laughin at choo rap niggas runnin from shug. Talk breezy on your records, stop pushing me ho. Face-to-face tear a bitch you little pussies explode. You a mark, I’m a dick so when you pop your checks, you can buy any car but not the streets respect. One of the few gangster rappers that the streets respect. And plaques aint nuttin less, it’s what the streets expect. Jyea! Got toop in the kitchen, let it simmer and cook. Now ‘Kon break it on down and deliver da hook. Let’s go! Go!
Akon:
I ain’t for all that beefin’, beefin. Got niggas to bust your head for no reason, reason, ask around the streets man I’m certified. ‘Cross seas all my customers are satisfied, satisfied. See I ain’t for all that beefin. Matter of fact I’m tryinda chill with the squeezey, squeezey. Ask around the hood man I’m certified, certified. Now I’d hate to have to put a bullet in your mind, mind, mind.
Glasses:
Washup little mama, washup, washup. Washup little mama, washup, washup. Washup little mama, washup, washup. You won’t find another nigga spittin East of your shit. I’m hot on the West, I’m hot in the South. Fuck balls nigga hot for puttin gloks in your mouth, fuck balls it’s da flow so easy and smooth, charismatic on the mike like Easy and Q. No attitude though, fuck stoppin’ the grind. No whitey in my mix homey robbin me blind. Go hyphy in this bitch, only problem is time. Cuz my Bentley watch broke but got the proper to shine. Bling! In the base model 5, but the bra was still on. Want some Mayback ends, it’s the Maybach Benz. Got toop in the kitchen, let it simmer and cook. Now ‘Kon break it on down and deliver da hook. Let’s go!
Akon:
I ain’t for all that beefin’, beefin. Got niggas to bust your head for no reason, reason. Ask around the streets man I’m certified. ‘Cross seas all my customers are satisfied, satisfied. See I ain’t for all that beefin. Matter of fact I’m tryinda chill with the squeezey, squeezey. Ask around the hood man I’m certified, certified. Now I’d hate to have to put a bullet in your mind, mind, mind.
Whoo! Akon & Glassey, yea! Uhh-huh, what is this?! Konvict music.