Rising To The Top (feat. Agallah)

[Sean Price]

Yeah, we all cool, pa, anybody can get it

Winchester Remington's, any shot'll y'all hit it

Yo, dress sloppy, but my rap is deffer

Watch Rosewood go outside and slap a cracker

Yo, various styles and, various hot shit

Killed a nigga on a train with Barry Slovik, dude

Bottom line, you ain't ready for Ruck

Where your girl, duke, I'm ready to fuck

Do the knowledge, I'm ill

Especially when the god swallowing pills

Spaz out on your bitch while she double my deal

All my niggaz went through drama, for real

Ruck dred, Agallah, body armor steel, squar from the ville

Untouchable, Sean Conner's got kill

Ya'll niggaz chill before ya moma get killed, yo

Untouchable, Sean Conner's got kill

Ya'll niggaz chill before ya moma get killed, yo

[Chorus 2x: Agallah]

And we gon' give this all that we got

Blow the spot, keep rising to the top

All my niggaz, keep rising to the top

[Agallah]

Everyone welcome to the gangsta world of Agallah

Where it's me and my niggaz, my bitches, my guns and my cars

My dogs don't kill, they kill these rap stars

I like ridin' around with a gangsta broad

I'ma gangsta dog, go with the shotty, or I'm shankin' y'all

Wind up in prison, no thanks to y'all

Come back to the block, then I break y'all balls

Get murked right on the spot, so we don't have to brawl

Listen up, pa, don't fuck with Agallah

None of these niggaz could never see the catalog

I don't give a fuck if it's digital or analog

I flip, to any style, pa, press record

Give me a million, that's how you blessed the lord

Bullshit me? I won't even step to y'all

Consider the shit, this is what I left with y'all

Look at all the hot shit, that I kept from y'all

[Chorus 2x]

[Hook: Agallah, Sean Price]

It's music in the air, a lots of loving everywhere

Everybody, gettin' right, everybody, gettin' right

It's smoke all in the air, everybody wanna share

Niggaz is gettin' high, niggaz is gettin' high

[Sean Price]

I love thin raps and flows, I love gettin' stacks of dough

Like I love hittin' raps and hoes

I've been to club, where the stash is yo

Why you bumpin' me, god, actin' up in front of company, god

Got some shit up in the trunk of my car

We can fight right now, you get lumped in the bar

Bottom line duke