Put You On Lyrics - Jr Writer

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JR Writer:
Okay (Dipset) Writer (uh-huh)
JR Writer that is, but you niggaz already know that man (Dipset)
History In The Making
It`s a lotta things you niggaz don`t know about me man
Let me put you on though man

Verse 1
JR Writer:
Well, I was makin` sales at the age of 12
Pack margin, black lark an`, case of shells
Never Dave Chappelle, half-bakin`
Pack-fakin`, I was cash-chasin`
Let me put you on
Before a hook and song, I wrote or would perform
I was pushing strong
You niggaz cooked it wrong
And have `em hooked for long
I hit the hood wit` four `em
Before Killa ever said "Let me put you on"
Flippin`, listen baby I was never dumb
Sittin` in the lobby like I`m waitin` for some mail to come
Come see me, believe me, I got it
Girl I whistle chickenhead, but my V is exotic
Plus I`m seen in the projects with the top low, gwap dough
That`ll leave more holes in your body than a cuatro
That`s a Maserati papo, stop slow
You don`t really know me that well, let me put you on

Hook
JR Writer:
I`m known in a couple places but I`m new to the rest
This is for them couple places that ain`t schooled to this vet`
Listen closer, I`m the greatest, get in tune with the best
JR Writer (who`s that)
Your dude in the flesh, let me put you on

Verse 2
JR Writer:
How I used to go to school to class stuntin`
Necks bubblin`, like come and get a pack buzzen
Ask cousin, brick up in the class oven
Had every other student up in kitchen class buggin`
Box cutter, he thinkin` I ain`t stash nuthin`
While you was cuttin` class nigga, I was class-cuttin`
In the schoolyard, like let me catch a cat frontin`
I`ma slap some`n, let me put you on
I hit so much teachers with the lean
The principal had to call a meeting with the dean
But that`s just cuz they want a piece of what I seen
Similar to gymnastics, how I keep it on the beam
Huh, had everybody in they classes getting` high
Since elementary its been a fact that I am fly
I tell the customers, put the cash up in the sky
Then treat `em like a bad comedian
Slap `em wit` a pie
Ha, all day in the lobby with piff
Still sit in the rail like I gotta be rich
So me and Dana Man got up on some robbery shit
And dragged, frontin` niggaz outta they whips
Let me put you on

Hook
Fred Money:
I`m known in a couple places but I`m new to the rest
This is for them couple places that ain`t schooled to me yet
You need practice, plus your average
Get in tune with this threat
Fred Money (who`s that)
Excuse me, I`m next, let me put you on

Verse 3
Fred Money:
I`m up next, yes the name is Fred Money (I`m up)
Awaitin` my spot, so watch how I shot dummy (Stupid)
Blame Writer cuz the swagger brushed off somethin`
The closet a jungle, gators and some Red Monkeys
Look how haters love me, xxxxxxx get no paper from me
Pull up my sleeve at midnight
It`ll turn mid-sunny
`Fore Writer was spittin` it was robbin` or sellin`
From a ski mask to a Diplomats skully
I ain`t frontin` I`m tellin` (tellin`)
The straight facts
Decided to quit school cuz I had to wear slacks
Nuthin` to do with clippers when I push them wigs back
Which hand did the same shit
Either rap or push packs
Thought about it, I ain`t hustlin` for scraps
Drivin` to the top, that`s only bringin` me flats
Got a pen, wrote a rhyme, J said it`s crack
Few mixtapes later he like "Fred, let me put you on"

Hook
JR Writer:
I`m known in a couple places but I`m new to the rest
This is for them couple places that ain`t schooled to this vet`
Listen closer, I`m the greatest, get in tune with the best
JR Writer (who`s that)
Your dude in the flesh, let me put you on

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