[Intro: Reef the Lost Cauze]
Yeah, Lost Cauze, Doap Dixon
Uh, the Army in here
Salute me, yeah

[Reef the Lost Cauze]
Uh, fuck with my brother Doap and I'ma cut his throat
We definition representin', what is Doap?
What is hope when ya faith get tested?
Yeah, what is coke when the weight ain't stretchin'?
Yeah, what is hate when the hatin' ain't affectin'?
A buncha mad niggas we comin' for mad figures
That upset money, that coke and wet money
That Frank Lucas buried under the steps money
It's official like a ref with a whistle
I'm from where young boys can't read but they rep wit they pistols
Yeah, respect is an issue but never with mines
Y'all funkies get away the shit but never with crimes
Stay knocked like a pregnant jawn
I;m fittin' ta wreck this joint
Flatten ya face use it to eat my breakfast on
Your lyrics is wack they disrespect the song
Crush kill everyone, that's why my TECs is long

[Hook: Samples scratching]
"The waitin's over"
"Tell these motherfuckers"
"Here come his crazy soldier"
"Takin' ova"
"I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over"
"The waitin's over"
"Tell these motherfuckers"
"Here come his crazy soldier"
"Takin' ova"
"I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over"
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?