CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Lean Wit It Remix
Sho, sho, sho, you know, AB in the building, seven sh*t
(H1K made this)
O way or no way, get right or get left or get stretched
Free the drillers ten times, you know
OFB sh*t
(AJ made this)
Yeah, right now it's an Fs up or get your chest up
Wear your vest cuz'
You know, gang (Gang, grr, bow, bow)
Four opp blocks, went purgin', lurkin'
Spin it and burst him (Yeah)
Who's that chillin' on the opp block district? (Sho)
Come like the opps ain't learnin' (Nah)
He ain't who he says he is in his tracks
Lil prick 'cah I know him in person (Puss)
He can tweak on the net 'til we catch him and hurt him
Burn him, close them curtains
(grr,bow bow)
Please don’t let me done mens rattin (Please don’t)
And out of all the opps that got **** never get sawfish(For real)
Had the broski been talkin one chest shot and your o get blaring(Bow Bow Bow Bow)
Litty ,litty,litty but know the gang gettin drilly(Litty ,Littty)
Me and my evengers go over there rise up gettin corn with plitty(Bow)
Me and my evengers go over there rise up gettin corn with *****(Bow)
Me I don’t like them yutes and they don’t like me too so their gang gettin busy
(Ahh)
(Kush)
I'm strapped up in the hood no I can’t [?] gotta make sure protect my headband
Any boy on gang go get to get back
Slap of your chest [?]
Spin dat ping dat pray for my Sinn and laser Boom clean him up lika a boom man
Lean dat sweep dat two hands on the grip when I lean back
He said that we got too much rappers and not enough slappers
He's a little liar (Liar, liar), pants on fire (Fire)
Like he never got shot out his attire (Gang)
Chest shot (Bow), make it leak like juice on the opp block
When they get chopped like fruit (Gang)
Aim for your head, try split into two
Then I'm doin' date night, just me and my boo (Ah)
Who’s next Who’s next script belly instead
We’re invest We’re invest and protect your chest
If lil bro says take your tings of your neck
Better do what he says like Simon Sears
Wrapp up the four-door
Pump up the four four
Only had six ,wish he had four more
Just like the Nina,scream when I squeeze her
And spin like a balarina
Bro got the turner singin like Tina
You can’t see me ,I’m John Cena
(H1K made this)
O way or no way, get right or get left or get stretched
Free the drillers ten times, you know
OFB sh*t
(AJ made this)
Yeah, right now it's an Fs up or get your chest up
Wear your vest cuz'
You know, gang (Gang, grr, bow, bow)
Four opp blocks, went purgin', lurkin'
Spin it and burst him (Yeah)
Who's that chillin' on the opp block district? (Sho)
Come like the opps ain't learnin' (Nah)
He ain't who he says he is in his tracks
Lil prick 'cah I know him in person (Puss)
He can tweak on the net 'til we catch him and hurt him
Burn him, close them curtains
(grr,bow bow)
Please don’t let me done mens rattin (Please don’t)
And out of all the opps that got **** never get sawfish(For real)
Had the broski been talkin one chest shot and your o get blaring(Bow Bow Bow Bow)
Litty ,litty,litty but know the gang gettin drilly(Litty ,Littty)
Me and my evengers go over there rise up gettin corn with plitty(Bow)
Me and my evengers go over there rise up gettin corn with *****(Bow)
Me I don’t like them yutes and they don’t like me too so their gang gettin busy
(Ahh)
(Kush)
I'm strapped up in the hood no I can’t [?] gotta make sure protect my headband
Any boy on gang go get to get back
Slap of your chest [?]
Spin dat ping dat pray for my Sinn and laser Boom clean him up lika a boom man
Lean dat sweep dat two hands on the grip when I lean back
He said that we got too much rappers and not enough slappers
He's a little liar (Liar, liar), pants on fire (Fire)
Like he never got shot out his attire (Gang)
Chest shot (Bow), make it leak like juice on the opp block
When they get chopped like fruit (Gang)
Aim for your head, try split into two
Then I'm doin' date night, just me and my boo (Ah)
Who’s next Who’s next script belly instead
We’re invest We’re invest and protect your chest
If lil bro says take your tings of your neck
Better do what he says like Simon Sears
Wrapp up the four-door
Pump up the four four
Only had six ,wish he had four more
Just like the Nina,scream when I squeeze her
And spin like a balarina
Bro got the turner singin like Tina
You can’t see me ,I’m John Cena
