Penthouse Players Clique - Jus 2 Kep Yo Attenchun lyrics

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Penthouse Players Clique - Jus 2 Kep Yo Attenchun lyrics

Yeah, right back at you son You're about to know what's truly truly up Cause this is the real You know what's happening I play no favorites You're rolling this sh**, I told you Just to keep your attention this is how I must come You should have practiced prevention You can't get none but want some If knowledge run from prepare to retreat again I never back up a damn so yo ho we meet again I'm still pimping this mike s**ers inclusive Still sometimes abusive yet remaining true And giving more back than I'm taking Blazing on those that are faking That s**er was mistaken who thought I would stop breaking This team that I played for I prayed for and slayed for Mine way more therefore you must pay more, need I say more Get off my tip before I trip and rip you up My tongue's like a switchblade slicing chumps like a paper cup If you think you got cap some way you replacing rap But it's out my face cause my rap's pimp slap s**ers Don't get it twisted I ain't misted I know what you're feeling You ain't the first that thought about stealing something But you better think twice, let it exit your mind Right now I'm being nice if you feel frogish you'll find My posse's packing while I'm macking just to back what I'm saying Is it worth your life on earth? Yo D, tell him how we're playing Just to keep your attention What you think of that Just to keep your attention You're rolling this Just to keep your attention Got to take over A s**er tried to tell me I perpetrate a fraud But every time he come around he's jocking me like a punk broad To keep his attention I hit hard and direct Nice rack cause he's checked by superior intellect Keeping the rhyme flowing like the river now So you know when I throw the party rocks for a while My point of view grows wider, the grip on the grip grows tighter Rhymes glide like a glider comes like a fire's on a biter I practiced this tactics to maintain this gap Saps get lapped, frees get trapped, a**es get tapped I'm taxing, never laxing, always watching the door Kicking hard like the Greyjoy there's room for one more s**er fear if you dare run on PPC My rhymes go, ah, yeah that's right baby, this is my gang With no shame I run it like Goldie Straight to the hole in finger roll cause this more velvety Like belling down a bully on a hot summer day In a silky shelled Cedric and a bottle of Perrier And girlies please move docking but that I don't have to mention Just like then it's just like now Just to keep their attention Just to keep your attention your night stays with the clique Just to keep your attention I ain't gonna sing, man, you want me to sing? But I don't do that sh** Sing it homeboy Just to keep your attention You know what's up Just to keep your attention at all times Check it out Changing rearranging my style shows versatility I'm versatile, get with my I'll be serving And getting on nerves and scoping curves And while I rocking I'm clocking Shocking s**ers like capital punishment Charging them like a garnishment I can mack at the mack, attacking like it's a jack Drag at the track back to back Packing the most potent dope sack Intoxicating, demonstrating, stating facts of the matter Capping the ball like I'm the mad hatter There's really no one you can trust when you bust Raps to kick up this much dust But tell me what's all the fun over this s**er Who really can't keep your attention But I mean it when I see all up in it Every time I wanna see I'm gonna see and it's simple Penthouse is newer, we're truer but you're jocking him So I see where your head's at That's your prerogative You're jocking a charlatan when PPC's positively rising Giving you more than you asked for Making your realize these s**ers are disguising their idiocy with rapability And now to keep your attention it's the PPC Playa Hamm is not a macaroni I keep rolling Sporting a sack far from crack your mind controlling This is the real boy, not a toy boy I have your girlie coming for me singing "You bring me joy" Now that the latter stages of this rhyme has arrived s**ers are glad but they know I keep them coming like a myriad And only God and Playa Hamm do I trust So when I bust s**ers rust it's a must that I Keep your attention We gotta keep your attention Hell yeah You done noticed a certain godlike quality