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Stroke Of Genius

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Stroke Of Genius

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[Talking: Los]

What's Good?

Wha-wha-wh-wha-what's good?

I'm what it is, not what it could've been

Crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?

[Verse 1: Los]

Umm, pick a nigga better

I could have a picnic with your mothafuckin' top 5

If I ain't in it then it's 5 guys, straight 8 like 5 guys

Popeyes, hot fries, doin' numbers in the street like hopscotch

I rock everything I'm on I be going hard

I be acting like a fool I be goin' off

I just bought the fuckin' top spot like I'm goin Paul

Umm, speakin' of that ain't no top on my whip

While you poppin' your lips got your fox with no top

Givin' top in my whip with a tropical beeeeitch

I handle hoes, you wife that freak broad

I could help you get your MAC right, I'm like the geek squad

I don't fuck with no weed though but I smoke a bummin' bitch

Got them starbucks in my pocket that's that mocha on that swiss

Los the dopest hoes be focused on the glow that's on his wrist

If your chick in here make her disapear and put the hocus pocus on your bitch

Pull a rabbit out a hat and make a habit out of that

That's magic, voila, but your bitch gone that's tragic, nada

You want no friction, that's static

I get my grip on this automatic and it's buhbye

My saliva like lava

Bring the drama to you like Obama did Osama

Whole summer be a Los Summer, you don't believe it

You can call my bluff heres a motherfuckin' phone number nigga (ahhh)

[Hook:]

Whenever, you better, you better, do better

If ever, you never, too clever, whoever

You ever, you better move, now

If you thinkin', sit down

I'm a stand up nigga, but I came to get down

And my game so deep I could make a bitch drown

I can take a bitch, take a bitch and bring a bitch down

You hopeless retardos, should quote this and borrow

I'm so ahead of rappers, I wrote this tomorrow

She catchin' feelings, cause I throw the penis

A little too good, she call it Stroke of Genius

[Verse 2: Los]

Umm, everybody sayin' I'm the best that ever

We could have a little meeting and get the best together

They can invest in the best and protect each other

Because I'm comin' at they mothafuckin' necks forever

I been over here screamin' out "next" forever

Doin' shit that these niggas in the flesh could never

Bout to get your favorite rapper and put to rest forever

I'm talkin' three plus three feet, deep sleep, see sheep

Beep Beep, nigga get the fuck out the way, I'm drivin' a mac truck

With too many shots of vodka in me, and I'm swervin'

In other words stay the fuck out my way

I catch a nigga in my mothafuckin' lane, and I'm a serve 'em

Then it's curtains, nigga so soft sleep and my flow so concrete

I just went off beat on purpose, cause I'm perfect

And you worthless, he don't even want this ass whippin'

I fell from the top but I'm back again

So ask a friend, or tell a friend

That I'm bout to make these niggas irrelevant

If you go nuts, I go elephant

You go bananas, I go silverback

Y'all weak rappers need to stop and train

I stopped the train cause I killed the track

My sentences is dessert, like I'm in this bitch with syzzurp (syrup)

I'm cutting the fuck up like I just wrote this shit with scissors

Ha, I can't think of any more wizords (words)

Ha, but I'm a mothafucking wizard nigga

[Hook:]

Whenever, you better, you better, do better

If ever, you never, too clever, whoever

You ever, you better move, now

If you thinkin', sit down

I'm a stand up nigga, but I came to get down

And my game so deep I could make a bitch drown

I can take a bitch, take a bitch and bring a bitch down

All those retardos, should quote this and borrow

I'm so ahead of rappers, I wrote this tomorrow

She catchin' feelings, cause I throw the penis

A little too good, she call it Stroke of Genius

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