Lowrider King Iso (Ft. Bleezo & Trizz)
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[Intro]
Yeah, C-Walk to this
B-Walk to this, ayo ISO you cold for this one, nigga, C-Walk to this
Yeah, B-Walk to this
We finna squad on these niggas though, C-Walk to this
This fuckin' beat is nasty as fuck, B-Walk to this
ISO you know we rockin' with you, homie
Aiight let's get it, C-Walk to this
[Verse 1: Bleezo]
Ayo, no liar
These niggas be switchin' up like lowriders on cold wires
I’ll pick you with the niggas like the ghostrider, let the chrome fire like (Pew pew pew pew pew pew pew)
Ruthless like [?]
Before rhymin', step in the booth and abuse a mic
Put you through the fire, my crew is violent
CWay mafia business bitch you ain't heard it yet
Choppin' and servin' Ex powder, PCP, weed and Percocets
I'll burst a TEC
Hot hollow tips burn your flesh, it's certain yeah
Don’t curse in [?]
Trickin’ ya with the keys, secret when I lurk the set
And ain't no tellin' what I might charge niggas for these verses next
Feelin' like if it ain't 500 or better than it ain't worth my breath
We smokin' on that strong, take one hit it'll hurt your chest
AK-47 stay attached to these niggas, just like a birth defect
Pull to a nigga, get to shootin' with a milli
Gon’ pop and send it to the grave digger
Lyrical killa gets to rippin' them niggas
In the mafia bitch, I'm a made nigga
Psychotic like hydraulics, thing is bouncin' when my guns bustin'
Two natural born psychos Bleezo and ISO, bitch the blood cousins
Yeah, C-Walk to this
B-Walk to this, ayo ISO you cold for this one, nigga, C-Walk to this
Yeah, B-Walk to this
We finna squad on these niggas though, C-Walk to this
This fuckin' beat is nasty as fuck, B-Walk to this
ISO you know we rockin' with you, homie
Aiight let's get it, C-Walk to this
[Verse 1: Bleezo]
Ayo, no liar
These niggas be switchin' up like lowriders on cold wires
I’ll pick you with the niggas like the ghostrider, let the chrome fire like (Pew pew pew pew pew pew pew)
Ruthless like [?]
Before rhymin', step in the booth and abuse a mic
Put you through the fire, my crew is violent
CWay mafia business bitch you ain't heard it yet
Choppin' and servin' Ex powder, PCP, weed and Percocets
I'll burst a TEC
Hot hollow tips burn your flesh, it's certain yeah
Don’t curse in [?]
Trickin’ ya with the keys, secret when I lurk the set
And ain't no tellin' what I might charge niggas for these verses next
Feelin' like if it ain't 500 or better than it ain't worth my breath
We smokin' on that strong, take one hit it'll hurt your chest
AK-47 stay attached to these niggas, just like a birth defect
Pull to a nigga, get to shootin' with a milli
Gon’ pop and send it to the grave digger
Lyrical killa gets to rippin' them niggas
In the mafia bitch, I'm a made nigga
Psychotic like hydraulics, thing is bouncin' when my guns bustin'
Two natural born psychos Bleezo and ISO, bitch the blood cousins
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