[Intro]
Give me some room, then, give me some room
Give me room, nigga
Give me room
Give me room
Whoop! Whoop!
[Verse 1: Los]
Give me room, give me room, Don’t tell
Give me room, give me room, Hotel
Get it? Give me room like a hotel
Fuck that bitch in that telly, think she won’t yell?
I’m crazy, I'm...I'm... I’m so swell
This is what I do, you don’t know Los well
I'm...I'm.. I’m on my coast to coast, Hell
From coast to coast I give ‘em coast to coast Hell
From coast to coast I seen most fell
From coast to coast I seen most fell
I repel, fuck it, I’m like the Diesel
A rap motherfucker, you easel
Your neck and your back, nigga
You smack, you wack, nigga
You get clapped nigga, rewind
Don’t dap niggas, I pound niggas
I slap niggas, I cap niggas, I Pro Tools
Double up and stack niggas
You think about that, nigga
I’m that nigga I’m Bad Boy
Emphasis on the bad, nigga
Uhh! A mad nigga, yeah yeah
A rich black nigga
Doing my thing, grabbing my sack, nigga
Where is my yak, nigga?
No, where is my yak, nigga?!
No I’m sipping on Ciroc, I’m chilling, that’s facts, nigga
I’m doing, what I’m doing, I’m ripping them tracks, nigga
And my niggas in Murderland they flipping them packs, nigga
Yo, shout out to my city
Yo, shout out to my team
Shout out to Diddy, I’m doing my thing
Shout out to Cassie, shout out to Red
Even shout out to bad niggas, shout out to Fred
Nigga I take it back, shout out to Craig
That’s Craig Mack, nigga, shot out the bag
You don’t even want that
Shout out to everybody doing it
Shout out to my crew, my movement, you can’t ruin it
Boy, I’m on that west coast, throwing up that west side
Bout to get that 550, no I want that S-5
Boy, I’m at the party, boy
You gon’ see my piece pop
Give me some room, then, give me some room
Give me room, nigga
Give me room
Give me room
Whoop! Whoop!
[Verse 1: Los]
Give me room, give me room, Don’t tell
Give me room, give me room, Hotel
Get it? Give me room like a hotel
Fuck that bitch in that telly, think she won’t yell?
I’m crazy, I'm...I'm... I’m so swell
This is what I do, you don’t know Los well
I'm...I'm.. I’m on my coast to coast, Hell
From coast to coast I give ‘em coast to coast Hell
From coast to coast I seen most fell
From coast to coast I seen most fell
I repel, fuck it, I’m like the Diesel
A rap motherfucker, you easel
Your neck and your back, nigga
You smack, you wack, nigga
You get clapped nigga, rewind
Don’t dap niggas, I pound niggas
I slap niggas, I cap niggas, I Pro Tools
Double up and stack niggas
You think about that, nigga
I’m that nigga I’m Bad Boy
Emphasis on the bad, nigga
Uhh! A mad nigga, yeah yeah
A rich black nigga
Doing my thing, grabbing my sack, nigga
Where is my yak, nigga?
No, where is my yak, nigga?!
No I’m sipping on Ciroc, I’m chilling, that’s facts, nigga
I’m doing, what I’m doing, I’m ripping them tracks, nigga
And my niggas in Murderland they flipping them packs, nigga
Yo, shout out to my city
Yo, shout out to my team
Shout out to Diddy, I’m doing my thing
Shout out to Cassie, shout out to Red
Even shout out to bad niggas, shout out to Fred
Nigga I take it back, shout out to Craig
That’s Craig Mack, nigga, shot out the bag
You don’t even want that
Shout out to everybody doing it
Shout out to my crew, my movement, you can’t ruin it
Boy, I’m on that west coast, throwing up that west side
Bout to get that 550, no I want that S-5
Boy, I’m at the party, boy
You gon’ see my piece pop
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