letra de what they on pt. 2 - lil scoom & nolimit faro
[intro]
uh, uh (grr, come here)
[chorus: lil scoom]
ayy, big opp, what these lame n-ggas on? (man, what they on?)
got lo’ to his crib, just sit outside and wait ’til he come home (he went out sad)
he with the sh-ts, clap him, bounce out on they block, i’m out alone (grr)
gave her d-ck, she steady runnin’, come here, but swear this lil’ ho grown (come here, come here, come here)
we in the scat, d-cks hit the lights and once we scratch, i know we gone (skrrt, skrrt)
bend your back, girl, relax, stick in the tip to hear he moan (uh)
lil’ bronem hopped out with a drac’ and caught a face, put .62s in his bone (come here, brr, baow)
we back to back ridin’ in the whips, don’t pull on side, sh-t might go wrong (skrrt, skrrt, grr)
[verse 1: lil scoom]
i drop the bag, they get him
like big opp said, they drenched him (drenched his ass)
just ’cause we rap, don’t mix it up, boy, we still real k!llers (real k!llers)
real n-ggas, the shorties i hang with, no bap, blow real triggers (grr)
party out all on the 8, 4ac out with so many hoes and bl!ckers (baow, baow)
brr, baow, switch and chop, doa, his people gon’ miss him (switch and chop)
i f-ck hoes and give ’em back, let goofies cuff and kiss ’em (i let ’em k!ll ’em)
i’m so fried, cloud 9, too much drugs in my system (too much drugs)
they might take a pole, but buddy died and i ain’t gon’ say who miss him (i ain’t gon’ say it)
big opp, know he blood (he blood), he go to war, i’m with him (sh-t)
lil tae, know he cuz (he cuz), lil’ bro a different n-gga
ig model, he ain’t never shot a gun, he just use ’em for his pictures (his ass a goofy)
and i got so many shots, slap a switch on a glock ’cause i like the way it shoot quicker (grr)
[chorus: lil scoom & nolimit faro]
ayy, big opp, what these lame n-ggas on? (man, what they on?)
got lo’ to his crib, just sit outside and wait ’til he come home
he with the sh-ts, clap him, bounce out on they block, i’m out alone (grr)
gave her d-ck, she steady runnin’, come here, but swear this lil’ ho grown (lil’ b-tch, come here)
we in the scat, d-cks hit the lights and once we scratch, i know we gone (skrrt, skrrt)
bend your back, girl, relax, stick in the tip to hear he moan (i stick in the tip)
lil’ bronem hopped out with a drac’ and caught a face, put .62s in his bone (hopped out with a drac’)
we back to back ridin’ in the whips, don’t pull on side, sh-t might go wrong (uh, uh, rrah)
[verse 2: nolimit faro]
ayy, lil scoom, what these lame n-ggas on? (opp)
n-ggas happy drench got booked, but free the water ’til he home (free drench)
lil’ b-tch actin’ like she bougie, don’t wanna f-ck, lil’ b-tch, get on (get out)
i’m drunk as f-ck tryna have a threesome, i told two hoes, “let’s get alone” (come on)
we turnt as f-ck, we ridin’ the ‘raq with dracs and switches, i got wheel (switch)
how the f-ck is you a savage and you vomit after drills? (goofy)
y’all ain’t never stood on sh-t, a roach the only you k!lled (b-tch)
and free big chop, they gave him sixty, hope he get back off appeal (free chop)
summertimes, we spinnin’ block, i bet i bounce out with a drac’ (drac’)
you the type to duck your opps when i’m the type to shoot his face (uh)
you the type to pull right over, i’m the type to go on a chase (skrrt)
and f-ck the jakes, i leave they ass, this ain’t no high-speed, this a race (skrrt)
this ain’t no scat, b-tch, this a ‘cat, hit the gas and watch it scratch
n-ggas dissed us in they song, they popped up dead ’cause they did that (yeah)
we want all blood when we attack, have lil scoom bail out with a mac
and, yes, he did take a gun, but then next day, his ass got patched, opp (dumbass)
[chorus: lil scoom]
ayy, big opp, what these lame n-ggas on? (man, what they on?)
got lo’ to his crib, just sit outside and wait ’til he come home (he went out sad)
he with the sh-ts, clap him, bounce out on they block, i’m out alone (grr)
gave her d-ck, she steady runnin’, come here, but swear this lil’ ho grown (come here, come here, come here)
we in the scat, d-cks hit the lights and once we scratch, i know we gone (skrrt, skrrt)
bend your back, girl, relax, stick in the tip to hear he moan (uh)
lil’ bronem hopped out with a drac’ and caught a face, put .62s in his bone (come here, brr, baow)
we back to back ridin’ in the whips, don’t pull on side, sh-t might go wrong (skrrt, skrrt, grr)
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