Yeaaa Pt2
[Intro]
*Brrrr*
Aye turn me the fuck up man
Aye we out here with the Four Side demon check, lets get it man
Turn them speakers all the way up, shorty
Yeah

[Verse]
50 hanging out the chop (Bah, bah)
Might aim at his pops
Beat the block up with the one-two (one-two)
I feel like a boxer
I'm still in the kitchen whipping Betty Crocker
Beat up the pussy, then I had to block her
Remember Tae had the pounds in his locker
.9 on me, nigga, no Tony Parker
He say he the plug, but that nigga lied
What happened to that nigga? Oh, he died (damn)
How you a shooter but you never slide?
That nigga want beef, nigga, come outside
My bro grab the MAC, but I got the .9
7.62's, I'ma aim at his spine
I let the chop sing, Let it Shine
If it ain't about money, you wasting my time
I'm back on the block and you can't catch me lacking
I got that water, nigga, Percy Jackson
15 in this clip, if a nigga acting
3 for 15 how the plug, he be taxing
*Brrr* Hello? nigga, what it do?
I sold him some lean, remixed it with fu
I'm breaking down bricks, nigga, kung fu
I trap out the four, two times two
I got the straight drop (yeah)
Shit make your knees lock
Gas in the Ziploc
These niggas actors, they funny like Chris Rock
Bust down rollie, that boy got a G-Shock
Roll with the chickens, he serving the peacock
Ain't for the conversation, let the stick talk
See me walking with the lick, that's a glick walk