(Krrrraa) Damn man, whole lotta that man Y'all know what the fuck I'm rockin' man You know I'm movin' like that
Lurkin', you know we swervin' We got them choppa's when we coming through, 7.62 Rip through, I put that boy on the news (Krrrraa) We going in like a curfew Swing on him like Babe Ruth Rockin' with him then you dodging with him I'mma hit him and his man's too Lurkin', you know we swervin' We got them choppa's when we coming through, 7.62 Rip through, I put that boy on the news (Krrrraa) We going in like a curfew Swing on him like Babe Ruth Rockin' with him then you dodging with him I'mma hit him and his man's too
You know we strapped, with them choppa's We boutta slide out Broad day with the K, I blew his mind out (Mind out) Then it's back to the hideout, we got them rides out If you fuck with the other side Don't let me find out Put that boy six feet I got that hammer no MC, (No MC) I got that drip like a leak I hit that 40 and watch him delete No we don't play, [?] I'mma walk down with that Drake, (Come out) He got wet like a lake, I smoke that boy to the face And now he erase I got that chitta on me and that meta on me, no Rolling Stone I'mma pull up with the pack like the mail man Come alone You my brother then, you my brother gon' ride for you Right or wrong (On gang) Put one right in his dome My shooters gon' get him gone
Lurkin', you know we swervin' We got them choppa's when we coming through 7.62 Rip through, I put that boy on the news We going in like a curfew Swing on him like Babe Ruth Rockin' with him then you dodging with him I'mma hit him and his man's too Lurkin', you know we swervin' We got them choppa's when we coming through 7.62 Rip through, I put that boy on the news We going in like a curfew Swing on him like Babe Ruth Rockin' with him then you dodging with him I'mma hit him and his man's too
The chop She possessin' the L like a stunt, ay We kick this shit like a punt And carve that bitch legs, he going in the trunk You know what the fuck goin' on I ain't finna put him in a song No, I'm tryna leave him 6 feet deep With his name printed on a stone, aye Run down, run down, run down Me and To' lurk 'till the sun down Oh that boy like hittin' traffic Soon as he run he get burned out I hit that bitch with the pipe, she gave the whole team the rundown Now she gang-gang, she got gang-banged After that we told that bitch don't come 'round no more I won't let 'em play me like a hoe I got nigga's doing 20 years in the cell Tell 'em I'm ready to go I'm like hold on, just be patient Our time coming I been waitin' I'mma walk 'em down just like Jason Gon' follow up and he erase 'em GangTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
