Whatchu' Call Dat?

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YRK Laynez

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Aye turn me up Jah
In the headphones, lil bit mo
Make em fall back
Like Whatchu' Call dat?
Like Whatchu'
Wake up, spark my dope that's how I start my day
I grab my Glock, 2 cooler kits and then I grab my J's
Bad lil thotty bitch, she on my dick, I call her Jay
She eat the dick, she use the spit, so good I pulled her braids
Run down, neck shot, get em all wacked
Face shot, face shot, make em fall back
And if I empty this whole clip, then what you call that?
You niggas cheap, go bust a brick and then you call back
You niggas sweet, don't want no beef, I stay ten toes down in these streets
Knock off his head, its by his feet, I ask her why you lie to me?
Ooh, she keep on saying she can meet it, she saying she can handle me
Don't know the problem, that come wit it
I ask her why she lying to me?
You play me bad, the blind can see, get off the net, they shaming me
Why did they put the blame on me? Lost Cabo somewhere on the beach
All my old friends had changed on me, I guess they took another route
But they were just too blind to see, I know the gang believe in me
Tripdub say keep on chasing dreams, I hope my brothers make it home
Every time they go pushin p's
Adot he coming out that cut
And he creep, goddamn
Dissin' on gang will get you beat
Or, you bleeding out at sams
I Leave yo stupid ass on that corner Nigga, yeah
I pop this Perc to go and spin it, and all I see is red
Chops, F&N Glocks, 223's, and Mac-10
I blow this bitch right at your top, I'm tryna leave you dead, yeah
Wa-Wake up, spark my dope that's how I start my day
I grab my Glock, two cooler kits and then I grab my J's
Bad lil thotty bitch, she on my dick, I call her Jay
She suck the dick, she use the spit, And got me pulling braids
Run down, neck shot, get em all wacked
Face shot, face shot, make em fall back
And if I empty this whole clip, then what you call that?
You niggas cheap, go bust a brick and then you call back
Can't sign no deal, won't let my soul go
And if you don't, at least the bro's know
I did this shit all by my lonely, hunnid K without no promo
Run down, we gon' hit the boy head up
Gun sound where you don't hear nun
Play my song, gon' have your ear jumpin'
Big Glock, O.T., I don't fear none
Wa-Wa-Wake up, spark my dope that's how I start my day
I grab my Glock, two cooler kits and then I grab my J's
Bad lil thotty bitch, she on my dick, I'm finna call her Jay
She suck it good, she use the spit, And got me pulling braids
Run down, neck shot, get em all wacked
Face shot, face shot, make em fall back
And if I empty this whole clip, then what you call that?

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