Lotta Bars
[Intro]
It's the mothafuckin' gang baby!

[Verse 1: Qua Louie]
Cash out till I pass out
Trynna get a bad house, but now I'm in that stash-house
I'm who these niggas rap bout
Niggas sending threats
While my niggas sending mags out
Smoking on that stank, I'm always smoking on that bad mouth
Kick a door, get a whore, she a slore and
Niggas better keep up, they afters they my befores
You probably don't get that
2gang, yea I'm with that
Pop a molly, I'm sweatin, break it down like a Kit-Kat
It's that gang shit
No lame shit
And all that dam pain gotta nigga feeling painless
My crown, I obtained it
These haters, I done gained it
And all that fuck shit, boy Qua Louie don't entertain it
Cuz' I'm poppin, she poppin
Totin', I'm glockin
These niggas dick-hoppin, but all that shit stoppin
Yo bitch, she nasty, goddamn that bitch moppin
And bitch I'm so wavy, gotta watch a nigga dive in
Niggas hated, we made it, them niggas basic but
Bitch I'm trynna make it, I was just up onnat bracelet
Thinking to myself
How I'mma chew these niggas
Screw these niggas
How I'm boutta do these niggas, pause
Break a nigga jaw, she pullin' down my fucking draws
Suck a nigga balls, I'm in her mouth, like a fucking Hall
Fuck Newark, Fuck sherriff, fuck em!
Boys, moral of the story that I'm always screaming fuck the law
We them fucking boys, yea I go hard boy
Stand tall boy, damn
I could never fall boy
Always like the floss boy
Trynna be a boss boy
Cuz' even when I lose, I could never take a loss boy
Put my niggas on my back
My niggas they totin' straps
You niggas ain't into that, you lose the profit get it back
Smoking onna super sack
These niggas they super whack
Super gat, Splash Brothers splashing, yea I'm super that
Niggas better fall back
Qua Louie, I'm all that
Bullet to his head
Pow-pow to his ball cap
Me and Mula splashin' and swaggin, them niggas jackin'
Ballin on em like Madden, no lackin, we steady packin'
Take a trip to Florida, probably fuck a rapper's daughter
Pop a few Roxys'
Then I jump up innat water
The beat I walked down, then I gotta fuckin' slaughter
I'm just trynna make a dollar
Outta mawfuckin' quarter, lotta bars nigga!
(And I'mma fuckin' boss nigga!)
(2Gang man, you already know what the fuck it is)
(Niggas better catch up (ketchup) like hot sauce nigga)
(Free my army, rest in peace my army)
(Nigga free Shootah, free 2-11, free Duha nigga)