Work It Out Lyrics by Lil' Cease

Work It Out Lyrics

    Ahhh
    I love a pretty gal, that's sexy

    Yeah
    Uhh
    I like dat
    Uhh
    What?
    Cease a leo
    A.k.a leo ganza
    Uhh
    The flow mistro
    Uhh
    We go do it like this

    Yo, yo, i'm the nigga you wish for
    I'm the nigga dat ya meet in the rim store
    From the first to tha tenth floor
    Baby i got it
    From the minks in tha closet to the cars in the wallets
    I know the trick, you can charge it
    An i got keys to v's, you can start it
    But if ya can't end it don't jump up in it
    But if i hit it, i'll let you slide cause my windows tinted
    Like my seats, we fleet yous and me between the sheets
    Some - times for weeks
    Where i live i preach
    And ya know talk is cheap when ya walk wit heat
    I keep my cubans wit my jesus peace
    Niggas mad cause i get more ass than wases
    Nigga face it, cause dat bitch wanna taste it
    Niggas hate it
    You don't like us you just gotta face it
    When my guns bust niggas know they can't take it
    (c'mon)

    Chorus:
    We gon scream (we gon scream)
    We gon shout (we gon shout)
    So all my peeps locked down we gon work it out
    Let's jam (let's jam)
    Let's bounce (let's bounce)
    So all my peeps in new york we gon turn it out
    Brooklyn (brooklyn)
    We in da house (we in da house)
    To all my peeps in the streets we gon work it out
    Beststyle (beststyle)
    We in da house (we in the house)
    To all my peeps on the corner we gon work it out

    Yo, yo, yo, yo
    Leo ganza what
    Stay suited up
    For da loot b.k. niggas shoot it up
    They boot it up
    No luck, miracle, spiritual, pitiful, we ain't identical
    Ya'll know who started the shit
    We neva jerseys ya'll niggas ain't worthy,
    Like james ludd-law-mccoy
    Been around like chip's a hoy
    Hoya
    All i got is hot ones for ya
    No talk for ya
    My team mean
    Standing the beam
    Wrapped up like golly green
    Keep it clean, rip yo splien
    With - out makin' a scene
    Easily i defeat any challenge(what)
    Balanced my foes and my cats, enemies and friends
    Don't know who to trust no more
    Dats why i keep my 4-4 gun lord

    Chorus:
    We gon scream (we gon scream)
    We gon shout (we gon shout)
    To all my peeps in v.a. we gon work it out
    Atl (atl)
    We in da house (we in da house)
    To my peeps in the street let's turn it out

    Yo, yo
    My honey hot as hell stays dripped in channel
    My girl was on the chalk
    Chick on the cell
    ??? keep my dick in da well
    Can't ya tell
    How da boat sail
    Sun-shine on my jew - els
    Its da very details
    Somebody nex ta ya'll
    Platinum in a week
    Thank god for sales
    Me, i'm just here to live it and tell
    Hope it, cause all my niggas livin in jail
    We da poor feenin' for bail
    Grieven the cell
    Wappin' off to the porno books and the c.o. girls
    We come home all around the world
    You see
    That thug shit played out like jerry curls
    For me it's a better world (uhh)
    There's more better girls
    Whatcha know about roley wit a benz that twirls
    And a lotta cats hate me in this world
    Fuck it, can't get any in this world

    Chorus(5x)

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