I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you
Triggers squeeze, throw a palette, throw them thing-things with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you

Groovy nigga, jumped off of the peg
Forced by my third leg, plead the fifth
No L's, no whips
Backyard full of Crips
Barbecues and county blues
This Hoover gangster be the shit
It ain't much up on our list
But shoot the killer, hitting licks
Get any T up out the bitch
Gangbanging, fuck a clique
Yup, I'm looking for a scrap
See, my cripping done spread around the world
Well, his top be low, his bottom is the reefer

Looking like the reaper in your driveway
Straight spoon your living room
Liable to drive-by on a summer day
July 4th'll be a June
Block ten block ten block ten bla ba bum
The sound of the drum, that crips and bloods know
Block ten block ten block ten bla ba bum
The sound of the drum seen

I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you
Triggers squeeze, throw a palette, throw them thing-things with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you

Don't make me put a lean to a nigga
Spleen shells through a nigga (Bariiing-petey crack-riiing)
Stop a dream in its tracks beam down
Little boy now, dream little boy, dream
Coke go in the pot, arm and hammer body
A$AP.Rocky, the one that I could get it
Onion in the pocket like a booty on a midget
Diamond on my rollie, teach a nigga how to fridge it
Looking at the time, been winning for a minute
See my neck co-defendant, what's the problem?
Seen the souls long gone before I got them
He was there before I shot him, it's the reaper

Looking like the reaper in your driveway
Straight spoon your living room
Liable to drive-by on a summer day
July 4th'll be a June
Block ten block ten block ten bla ba bum
The sound of the drum, that crips and bloods know
Block ten block ten block ten bla ba bum
The sound of the drum seen

I'm a groovy type nigga, rather two-step with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, rather gangbang with you
Triggers squeeze, throw a palette, throw them thing-things with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you

Tell me more about it in the gutter
Where it started with the cripping
Blue on campus know it happened
Tell me more about it in the gutter
Where it started with the cripping
Then the bloods done got it brackin' (Suwoo)

I'm just an Eastside nigga
Where them niggas say "show you what it be like, nigga"
Roll 'em up, light 'em up like a street light, nigga
Follow me, I can show you what these streets like, nigga
Handle bars, ever swing, guns blow like dusty wings
Spend a band, push his wig back whenever revolvers spin
Toe tag 'em, floss flagging like it's all good
Tell niggas tee off like Tiger Woods
Where you from? We never heard of ya
Walking with the murderers, niggas that'll murder ya
Steal you like a burglar
Seen the souls long gone before I got them
He was dead before I shot him, it's the reaper Writer/s: Johnny McKinzie, Pharrell L Williams, Quincey Hanley
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