The Beat Brigade - I.D.E.C. lyrics

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The Beat Brigade - I.D.E.C. lyrics

[Hook] I do what the hell I want I don't even care f** a doubter k** em all I don't even care If it ain't about the love I don't even care Dressing fresher with no effort I don't even care (x2) [Verse 1] Baby drive a n***a crazy I don't even steer Smash on it like the pedal I Whisper in the ear Rear end it from the rear She telling all her peers Foxy brown & she damn near Looking like Pam Grier Make room for a full house Rolling deep when we pull out Murder everything that come in route Thats a lot of f**ing morgues out n***as know that it's a War out Wet a n***a bullets pour down If I really like then you see me in it Looking like I bought the f**ing store out This a hit grab a chin strap A Slick n***a b**h I been that I Pull it out & tell her lick that Then I bounce out, I don't hit back We are not the same you a mismatch I hear a beat I go pitch black Orioles cap & the kicks match Hit the weed hard feel that impact [Hook] [Verse 2] Guess who over at the crib You don't even know she here Same b**h that I seen you with Homie laying in my gear Baby call a n***a baby You don't see me in a bib You know the rest, long story short I just beat it til it bled Mask up with them trigs Load them up & to the biz Wear a wig when I split a wig Man It wasn't me I wasn't there I be thinking on another level I don't think my head got lid I be all about that money sh** & that sh** be all about my kid Lil daddy got the flavor & it's all up in my nature Rolling something up natural Beam up scotty, that's a laser I ain't never felt greater In a room getting the cabeza They only hate it when you making money Cause they ain't f**ing Money maker [Hook]