Left Right lyrics

[Intro]
Hah, yeah
Dmac on the f*ckin' track
Mmm, hah

[Verse 1]
See how society makes us (makes us)
Work us like a slave then they talk about pay cuts (pay cuts)
You gotta have a cape if you wanna come save us (word)
They cannot feel our pain 'cause them n*ggas they ain't us (they ain't us)
Thinkin' 'bout the days we was down bad and f*cked up (f*cked up)
Tryna make a play, tryna get our lil bucks up (our bucks up)
Nobody really f*cked with a n*gga (huh?)
See you gettin' money, try to f*ck with a n*gga (word)
Man what's up with these n*ggas? (word)
They need to go to the pond if they lookin' for a duck, right? (yeah)
You had my son so you had to let me f*ck right? (yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
sh*t happened for a reason (reason)
I dodge just like bob and weavin' (bob and weavin')
Mr. Telephone Man, man this sh*t boppin' season (boppin' season)

[Chorus]
Burn a n*gga ass, I can't cook right (cook right)
Before you cross that street, you gotta look right, then a left right (right)
I just hit this n*gga with the left right (left right)
n*gga you a baby, 'fore you walk you gotta get your steps right (steps right)
I don't like that b*tch, I pushed her down the steps, right? (that's on my mama)
Grape Street Crip, you know my flag is to the left, right? (crip, crip)
You talkin' 'bout some shootin', know they call me Steph, right? (swish)
Beefin' with the block, must be on crystal meth, right? (huh?)
[Verse 2]
I don't really know, I just wanna know
My n*ggas bang the 8, call 'em Ocho, but not no Cinco
I just hit five b*tches in a row, hopped up like bingo (bingo)
All these b*tches love my style, they love this Memphis lingo (mane)
Cruisin' in a limo, layin' back like it's limbo (yeah)
If I don't f*ck with you (yeah), don't want you 'round, that sh*t simple (yeah yeah yeah)
'Cause you see how they do a n*gga (huh?)
f*ck with you 'cause it's beneficial (word)
I can't love a ho (word), I let 'em blow me like some toilet tissue (word word word)

[Chorus]
Burn a n*gga ass, I can't cook right (cook right)
Before you cross that street, you gotta look right, then a left right (right)
I just hit this n*gga with the left right (left right)
n*gga you a baby, 'fore you walk you gotta get your steps right (steps right)
I don't like that b*tch, I pushed her down the steps, right? (that's on my mama)
Grape Street Crip, you know my flag is to the left, right? (crip, crip)
You talkin' 'bout some shootin', know they call me Steph, right? (swish)
Beefin' with the block, must be on crystal meth, right? (huh?)