PSA Pt. 2 Lee Drilly
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[Intro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Lee Drilly
Grrah
94Gz no Gz like these, you heard? (Gang, gang)
Jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze (I'm like, that's it)
Lee Drilly (What?)
[Verse 1]
I'm like, that's it (What?)
All the guns is off, if a nigga move Wock', I'ma dust 'em off (Dust 'em)
Bully, tragic at school, who he frontin' for?
And them Munnas the niggas I'm huntin' for (Trendy)
And don't talk 'bout the opps, 'cause we punched 'em all (What? Beat 'em)
Jahlik ran, I was like, "What you runnin' for?" (Jahlik)
And don't talk 'bout the hoes 'cause we fucked 'em all (What?)
I've been smokin' Lil Loc since he touched the floor
[Bridge]
Oh, they done
Tryna rap like me, you my son (What?)
I be doin' all this shit for fun, chops up in the vid, I caught you and your gun
Gang-gang
But we flame shit, watch out, I'm totin' somethin' dangerous (Boom, boom)
Always knew that one day we would make it, way before rap, y'all was livin' basic (Glaow!)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah
Lee Drilly
Grrah
94Gz no Gz like these, you heard? (Gang, gang)
Jack B's, jack bigger B's, drop my shit we gon' let it squeeze (I'm like, that's it)
Lee Drilly (What?)
[Verse 1]
I'm like, that's it (What?)
All the guns is off, if a nigga move Wock', I'ma dust 'em off (Dust 'em)
Bully, tragic at school, who he frontin' for?
And them Munnas the niggas I'm huntin' for (Trendy)
And don't talk 'bout the opps, 'cause we punched 'em all (What? Beat 'em)
Jahlik ran, I was like, "What you runnin' for?" (Jahlik)
And don't talk 'bout the hoes 'cause we fucked 'em all (What?)
I've been smokin' Lil Loc since he touched the floor
[Bridge]
Oh, they done
Tryna rap like me, you my son (What?)
I be doin' all this shit for fun, chops up in the vid, I caught you and your gun
Gang-gang
But we flame shit, watch out, I'm totin' somethin' dangerous (Boom, boom)
Always knew that one day we would make it, way before rap, y'all was livin' basic (Glaow!)
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