Regulate Lyrics

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Regulate Lyrics

by Royal Flush

[Royal Flush]

It was a hot day, fuckin wit shorty round way

Diamond reflected off the white, clear E&J all day

The ennesex pull out the driveway

Feelin like Scarface, desperado on the case

Niggas an ace, celebrate livin it great

Into your mind state, a lock front, but Flush straight

Over wound ya faith, hold it down across state

You know, fitted hat, Tommy shorts to match

Lay back, executioner of rap, that bring stat

Face the phat, tattoo on my arm, and pack gat

Never mind that, quick reflexes, I bust back

Party back to back, New York, where it's at

Hold up stop for a second, bring it back cousin

Let's have a good time, cipher wit the Dutch combine

Respect mine, that's why you live the deaf, dumb and the blind

Bottom line, let's all shine, can't be mad at what's mine

It took a lot to get these props, three shots and almost got rocked

My hustle on the roof top, the watch cop, and I'm gettin crazy cheddar

Drivin rose, Bentleys and better

The street contemplate the terror, the rhymes sever

And overdose speak broadcastin niggas leakin

Probably thinkin, I'm just a wise nigga drinkin



[Chorus 2X]

Whatever you do, you gotta get ya shit straight

No time to wait, make money and regulate



[Mic Geronimo]

While on the mailbox, sit and steamin

Peep the demon, techs were schemin, seen it in they eyes gleamin

Sorta like the shine, 'cept the thoughts son divine

Run wild inside they minds, maybe had somebody by me

My body wit lacerations, cuts, abrasions

Wounds I couldn't slide, from when the bullets started blazin

Awaken from concentration, started to skate

My heart rate, amagortex wit no brakes

Jump the gate, hit the ground on my side, but no pain

Turn around and find her comin like a runaway freight train

And play you, I see blues and cars are too

Choose or lose, ain't no option in my everyday news

Grab the heat and slide, maybe jump up in the ride

Now my nigga Flush, he like lamped on the side

Strictly sorta Cajun, relax, mind lacin

Line cooperation, now to start activation

Ill collaboration, from a team now you facin

We break nation, flew back style afflatus

I only roll daily, wit the God burst heatin

Chill, a mass mill, lay back, leave it dubblin

Money for bubblin, from 95 thru recoverin

My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin's and jugglin



[Chorus 4X]