Coach of the Year

[Verse 1: Snyp Life]
All it take is one phone call to get your life lost
The same way the bars burn, but let the mic frost
Heavy ice on the light cross
Late night hugging the pipe, [?] be something, lights off
New era like your fitted, I'm the right boss
I jumped in the Civic, hopped out the white Porshe
When Snyp floss, he do it for the non believers
The hood niggas, daydreaming about hitting divas
I throw your shit up in the cleaners
Meaning I could full press steam ya with these two fresh ninas
D-Block thievers, robbers, hustlers, gangstas, bosses
And every city fuck with us

[Verse 2: AP]
The stakes is high
Gamble with your life, tryna take paper out
I was selling crack on the job, had a paper route
Now selling crack is my job, I don't taste the drought
I can bring it to you soft or hard, I could bake an ounce
I could bake a brick, Kiss, let me take the whip
Shoot across town, get some food, probably scrape a bitch
Then I'm back, fiends blowing up my jack
Dustheads looking for Mac, [?]
Five five where it's at
You can get your food at
Stomp out your bitch, choke your kids with the shoelaces
Any nigga know me
Know I get it poppin
Beef, I'm coming through your front door like a locksmith

[Verse 3: Large Amount]
[?] know you remember me
[?] out the bottle, I'm sipping it like it's Hennessey
A friend of me, another enemy I gotta keep close
Got it for that east coast
Yeah it's Mr. Fire on the lean better bring toast
Large? He hate never
Spend a G every week on my weed, that's my play cheddar
Large beat up the beat yeah my record like Mayweather
I ain't Shane Mosley, my game like LeBron James and you James Posey
Hear the name know me
Wait, let them hear the gift
Hate? Let them hear the fifth
Play the graveyard, we can share the ship
Prada but it's tailor fit
Tryna scoop a Gaga or a Taylor Swift

[Verse 4: Jewelz Champaign]
[?] bunch of squares, in the circles
More clear, since I been on the purple
'Bout to kick it out, like [?]
Disrespect my team, [?] ass like jerbles
I cuss them out with the F U's and verbles
The [?] break them up, into pieces like [?]
[?] me I'm [?]
I'm the aftermath, check my work
[?] in the building, make way
Tell them it's going down, mayday
Collecting [?] pay day
[?] church on Sunday

[Verse 5: Jadakiss]
Lights and the cameras on
Entertainers, career criminals, glammers on
Vest-es hammers on
If you broke, then you planning wrong
Front of the housing complex till the grams is gone
Keep shaking the pyrex, till your hands get warm
Then when they hand you the money, you hand it to him
Children are the truth, it's crack over here, baby, building or the booth
I'm building with the youth
You can't get money, it's like you got cancer
Do not answer, the new Black Panthers
Feeling yourself
Giving me the snotty looks
Young niggas play hard for me, I'm like Scotty Brooks