Yo, it’s KRG (Ahaha) Gang, gang, gang O way Biggz the Engineer, baby Fo’ sure
When they ask what happen, I spun round gas, and gang-gang slappin’ and really get active (Krrrr) How you ain’t on chattins’? Take that strip and I will bill a fat spliff (Bylah) I will tell you about crashings, tell you about slappin’, none of this wattin’, no (Huh, huh) And I will tell you bout times where we let that go and they shovin’ and dashin’
Oh no, what happened? Heard a bro really had confid’ in a mad ting Grab him, slap’em, bang’em, splash’em Rudeboy, yeah we really on badness Free SJ, yeah he really a badness (Free S) Fuck the feds, ain’t really on chattins’ Don’t be outside when the mandem lurk cah mandem really be spazzing
Yo, If I catch him, slap him, rise and I tan him on the opp block with two broski spazzin 4 opp blocks got a lurkin’ bangin’ Friend of a opp is a opp I’ll crash em Nobody gettin spared everybody gettin aired I ain’t tryna be a hasband Beat that show mandem them pampers I’m really outside nothing like them campers Beat that beat that beat that beat that I could never be latt like eediat Ayo lil bro bro went over there Just came back and they give man feedback Please tell me little bro bro squeeze that or lean back and pree that And I got my broski back to the end don’t test me I double h that
Beat that beat that beat that beat that Swerve on a opp block clean that I do it on scene let my shawties burst man squeeze that Beat that beat that beat that Man swerve on the opp block sweep that Shorty know the O been lit now she on the phone come see man Beat that beat that beat that beat that Swerve on a opp block clean that I do it on scene let my shawties burst man squeeze that Beat that beat that beat that Man swerve on the opp block sweep that Shorty know the O been lit now she on the phone come see man
Shawty know the O been lit We been out on the strip we ain’t nothing like them man We been flying corn on the strip tryna hit a man’s wig shoutout tugs that’s gang gang Shorty wanna hold 12 inch while I’m tryna get rich so I’m whipping down tents man G time on my rap but again ‘fore I split a man wig and I turn a boy dead man Violence, violence, violence, violence Swear the young Gs need guidance New coupe riding day time sliding Back this tool for the biking Swear the field been frying Young G sight him said a man shed like python … got sighted left man frightened runnin for his death like lightning I don’t know why dem boys dash like lightning But same day I’m tryna fry him Four opp blocks got lurk tryna skite him Crazy on it with the kickback and Iight it Who you killed you a … do you ride it Killy dem drillys still lit no hype ting I don’t know what happened no piping Man are too chatty like … no side fling See man dash off I let this beat Cause gangdem pop off and brang this heat I told mommy this ain’t no average beef So pray for me everytime I war street DVs tryna get me down but I can’t let them can’t let them And me I’m tryna get around, cah I got smoke for man bredrin
Beat that beat that beat that beat that Swerve on a opp block clean that I do it on scene let my shawties burst man squeeze that Beat that beat that beat that Man swerve on the opp block sweep that Shorty know the O been lit now she on the phone come see man Beat that beat that beat that beat that Swerve on a opp block clean that I do it on scene let my shawties burst man squeeze that Beat that beat that beat that Man swerve on the opp block sweep that Shorty know the O been lit now she on the phone come see man