Crack Spot lyrics

by

Slaughterhouse


[Intro]
Ayy, do me a solid, my n*gga
Look up under the sink and grab me that brown bucket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's it
Good looking, my n*gga, ayy, pull that shade down (Gnyus)

[Chorus 1]
Water (Water), jar, coke, soda (Soda)
Fire (Fire), pot, stir, slower (Slower)
Ice (Ice), fluff, whip, boulder
Dry, cut, bag, over!

[Verse 1]
Don't tell me that it's mad hot (Word)
Baby boy, you on the grind, find a backblock
Cop a hoopty, go see Louie for a stash box (Yeah)
I'm posted up until they come and get this last rock (Uh-huh)
I toast it up wit' my n*ggas on the strip wit' me
Pour some out for my good n*ggas that's history
Man, I don't check the mail without that fifth wit' me
It's sixteen in that thing and it spit fully!
We out here runnin' from the man, duckin' all them vans
Takin' care of all the homies stuck up in the can
Sittin' in somebody kitchen cuttin' up these grams
If you ain't never seen it, boy you wouldn't understand (Woo)
Safe in that stash house tuckin' all them bands (Yeah)
Hoodrats watchin' but we pluckin' on they hens (Haha)
Money over hoes, n*gga, G's up
Lawyer money, pocket money, and that re-up
[Chorus 2]
Water (Water), jar, coke, soda (Soda)
Fire (Fire), pot, stir, slower (Slower)
Ice (Ice), fluff, whip, boulder
Dry, cut, bag, over!
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Fiends runnin' back and forth to get these blacktops (Yaowa)
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Nobody leavin' 'til they finished with that last rock

[Verse 2]
Ain't a damn thing change
I'm out here gettin' change (Yeah)
It's a part of the game, boy, I'm out here in the rain
The hood know my name, boy, and my sh*t ring
Since I don't play no games, boy, I let that sh*t ring
There's rules to this sh*t, a step-by-step booklet
To get your game on track, not your wig pushed back
Yeah, I make that coke leave, then make that sh*t come back
I'm Fat Joe on that stove, gotta get, cook, crack!
I'm tryna get it, let some fiends hit it
Let 'em lean wit' it, make sure they Bean wit' it
If they become a Rocket, then we Hakeem wit' it
Post up e'rywhere and let that Dream wit' it
Hurricane Sandy, I flood the scene wit' it
Yo' white girl dirty, my baby clean wit' it
Environmentalists, look I'm gettin green wit' it
And it's never over when everythings finished
[Chorus 2]
Water (Water), jar, coke, soda (Soda)
Fire (Fire), pot, stir, slower (Slower)
Ice (Ice), fluff, whip, boulder
Dry, cut, bag, over!
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Fiends runnin' back and forth to get these blacktops (Yaowa)
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Nobody leavin' 'til they finished with that last rock

[Verse 3]
I see you gettin' paper, see you out here trappin'
But if you ain't on my team, anything can happen
I ain't out here rappin' to be rappin'
I'm rappin' cause this is the new way of trappin'
Baby boy, I get it crackin'
Get ya head busted, get ya face smacked in
Ya boy so hood, my old lady packin'
Anyway, back to that trap, I ain't slackin'
Just got a new package and broke it into fractions!
Got the block jumpin', Blake Griffen action
You got 'em like CP3, they all passin'
You ain't got that fire, you sellin' wet matches
I don't sell duds, e'rybody blasted
Don't hate me homie, don't hate the game
Hate yo' connect homie, he gave you the 'caine
Or maybe it's yo' wack whip game that's to blame
Or maybe it's just me motherf*cker, I do my thaaang!
[Chorus 3]
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Fiends runnin' back and forth to get these blacktops (Yaowa)
Jackpot, I run a crack spot
Nobody leavin' 'til they finished with that last rock
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