Lirik Lagu What's The Word feat. Jay Rock, Ab-Soul - Schoolboy Q
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Uh, go hard for the squad like, bam!Spray with a stain on itFlamed out the nozzle, at it full throttleActing hyena, black ninasUh, it's young niggas heating up PhoenixTop Dawg familiar, crept with a Dillingerin my fifth pocket, chump niggas stop itSay you pressing who? Fuck around and get a tattooHave me dumping out the sunroofConsequences you done ran throughCaught his ass slipping looking pretty in them sandalsKeep the gangster to the streets, you know the shit was handledTen speed, handle bar shit, Astro fitHopped off with a message in a clipInbox read (third verse), hitting till the thirdI'll be back up on the curb, what's the word, word, word, word, word?
We continue to bring younothing but that true gang--ster shit you can move to, groove to, oooohWe continue to bring younothing but that true shit, G shit
Never had much, always had heartAlways had guts, I don't give a fuckI ride like a bus, heavy with my flowswhile my niggas in the spot, heavy with the blowPlenty niggas broke, plenty homicidesPlenty mommas cry, yeah we wonder whyStress on my thoughts, blowing weed out my jawsFour-five niggas riding five deep in the carChoppers in the trunk, choppers in the frontCatch a nigga slipping, then we taking what we wantGang affiliated, a lot of niggas hatingcause a nigga red, steady beaming like a laserProduct of my environment, can't help where I came fromWatts, California where a nigga got his game fromName from, what it do? Go ahead and blaze oneBe patient my nigga, we gon' ball when the day comeDisrespect the click, then I guess we gotta take oneHaters throw salt, so I guess we gotta shake somethingI guess we gotta shake somethingHaters throw salt, so I guess we gotta shake somethingSo what's the word?
Uh, young 50, raw central kidMacks near fucking lose your lipProbably see me on Figg, 81 bus stopLiquor stores and, hooker whores and, needle poisonUh, everybody crookedLights out, shooting ranges, shit is dangerousKeep your shoes tied motherfuckerShit, it gets live motherfucker, shit's realGet your ass trampled in the fieldYoungin, should have let your muscle buildBroken jaws, and them stars be the evidenceJust another nigga tatted up upon my abdomenY'all squabbles, gang meetings, set functionsHave my shit bumpingMid-central and Wayside stay jumping, we riding outMiddle finger, fuck the law, shoot they momma's house, hahahThat's the word
G shitG shitG shitWe continue to bring you
We continue to bring younothing but that true gang--ster shit you can move to, groove to, oooohWe continue to bring younothing but that true shit, G shit
Never had much, always had heartAlways had guts, I don't give a fuckI ride like a bus, heavy with my flowswhile my niggas in the spot, heavy with the blowPlenty niggas broke, plenty homicidesPlenty mommas cry, yeah we wonder whyStress on my thoughts, blowing weed out my jawsFour-five niggas riding five deep in the carChoppers in the trunk, choppers in the frontCatch a nigga slipping, then we taking what we wantGang affiliated, a lot of niggas hatingcause a nigga red, steady beaming like a laserProduct of my environment, can't help where I came fromWatts, California where a nigga got his game fromName from, what it do? Go ahead and blaze oneBe patient my nigga, we gon' ball when the day comeDisrespect the click, then I guess we gotta take oneHaters throw salt, so I guess we gotta shake somethingI guess we gotta shake somethingHaters throw salt, so I guess we gotta shake somethingSo what's the word?
Uh, young 50, raw central kidMacks near fucking lose your lipProbably see me on Figg, 81 bus stopLiquor stores and, hooker whores and, needle poisonUh, everybody crookedLights out, shooting ranges, shit is dangerousKeep your shoes tied motherfuckerShit, it gets live motherfucker, shit's realGet your ass trampled in the fieldYoungin, should have let your muscle buildBroken jaws, and them stars be the evidenceJust another nigga tatted up upon my abdomenY'all squabbles, gang meetings, set functionsHave my shit bumpingMid-central and Wayside stay jumping, we riding outMiddle finger, fuck the law, shoot they momma's house, hahahThat's the word
G shitG shitG shitWe continue to bring you
