Letras

KF Beats Ayy, Rocky, this wavy Stack some racks (Gwalla) Then cop you a pocket rocket (Cop it) As long as bro is around I don't think that the violence stoppin' (Stoppin') Six in the spin for shoppin' Which opp pack we coppin'? (Which one?) Might as well buy your coffins She rates me 'cause I'm poppin' The undies got eyes on gang They wanna know more 'bout DC Lane (Intel) Injecting skin cause pain, do him, masked up like Bruce Wayne Ride out with paintball pellets This ain't a game, that's way too lame (Haha) Five in a four door dinger Plus the driver can't make no mistakes (Skrrt) What a lame, does your fave rapper do what he says? (Bitch) Said it once and I'll say it again: tap it, tap it, slap it, slap it On the back roads with bro If you see a Farm hat then nap him, nap him (Ayy, grab him) Grab that pack and slang it Fill up the ting, get 'round and bang it (Baow) It ain't safe around Manston Flats These red bottles leave more than a scratch (Ouch) Hop out and slap, hop out, hop out, see the ting don't jam (No way) Still do road in my 97's, just run when you see these weapons Nothin' like Dez, real corn, no pellets Watch that car over there, no patience Get 'round and wreck it (Wreck it) DC Lane, that's us, no patience, get 'round and rep it Stack some racks (Gwalla) Then cop you a pocket rocket (Cop it) As long as bro is around I don't think that the violence stoppin' (Stoppin') Six in the spin for shoppin' Which opp pack we coppin'? (Which one?) Might as well buy your coffins She rates me 'cause I'm poppin' Ayy, K, let's go crash that Couple drills were done so bait No time to go change them plates And I know it's a rookie mistake (Oh well) But we didn't get grabbed that day So I had to thank God that day (Thank God) Came back to the block, all smiling Outed the pack, then called it a day When it comes to the trap, I'm cray Beatin' unlimited shots all day Young boy, go make some cake Then I might just grab us a cake Sixteen two and a Q's in a cake Made more than two and a blue in a day Pull up on opps, see them running away (Why you runnin'?) They don't know between real or fake Hold 'em to the sky, let me see who's fake (Who's fake?) Ten bands if I - Can't do it like me, what a shame All that money from rap You would think that they got real waps (Mm-mm) They give us chat on snap He got bunned and lost his chat (What happened?) Get 'round there in Manston Flats GB bussin' off them straps (Baow) We slap it at your cap In the booth, I do not cap (No cap) In the field I do not lack Bad man from the TP batch (Bad man) I got love for my akh Tell him "Stand back" when I go tap tap (Baow) All I know is trap and stack Why's he watchin' me like that? Does he know that SA slaps? Does he know that SA slaps? (Slap it) Stack some racks (Gwalla) Then cop you a pocket rocket (Cop it) As long as bro is around I don't think that the violence stoppin' (Stoppin') Six in the spin for shoppin' Which opp pack we coppin'? (Which one?) Might as well buy your coffins She rates me 'cause I'm poppin' (Ooh) Stack some racks (Gwalla) Then cop you a pocket rocket (Cop it) As long as bro is around I don't think that the violence stoppin' (Stoppin') Six in the spin for shoppin' Which opp pack we coppin'? (Which one?) Might as well buy your coffins She rates me 'cause I'm poppin' (Ooh) KF Beats Ayy, Rocky, this is wavy
Writer(s): Sung Hwak Cho, Jang Jun Lee, Stainboys3, Stainboys1, Si Young Park Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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