The Way You Like It

206 Times, you’re on the air
What do you feel when you hear a record from Anthony Danza?
I love that mufukin' BBS Diaries
But he’s talking about selling things that might not be legal
«I set it on the scale,» but not in those words
One foot in the rap game, other foot still deep
I been servin' A1 RICO, and they still sleep
Watched niggas fix they posture, and they still weak
Bitches started fixin' they face, like it’s still fleek
I been going plant-based, let ‘em know it’s still beef
Front row, front line, sittin' in a real seat
Left Eye in ‘94, settin' flames, real heat
Ooh, how the game gets chilly, but I still creep
Danza
Yeah, we flew those trips
We was kids throwin' rocks, then we threw those bricks
425 and that 206
Yeah, we pulled up with chops, but we threw those mitts
‘fore we took those rewards, man, we took those risks
Pressure built up when we took those hits
We had to bounce back, push through those shits
Time gone tell, who gone glitch? (Who gone glitch?)
Danza
You niggas' work week like 4−5 days
On the line, no huddle, four or five plays
9 MM or the forty-five ways
I be on the Interstate-405 — hazed
Comin' with that sheet like 4−5 page
Streets ain’t safe, even more if I blaze
We been OT with the 4.0 flambé
With that sucka repellant, four or five sprays
Just on the road like forty-five days
Tryna get back to spend more of my days with my son
Tryna make it through this horrified maze
Rippin' through the riot, just the way you like it
Just the way you like it (Ooh)
Just the way you like it (Ooh)
Yeah
BBS Diaries, Vol. 2
Danza, hahahaha
avenue, like my brother
Told y’all
Westside with love, left side with love