Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko - Big Scoob lyrics
Krizz Kaliko [Kansas City, Missouri, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko - Big Scoob lyrics]
Well alright, heh heh heh
This one goes out to all my hustlers
Out there in Kansas City, doin' your thang
Baby you already know this nigga, man
He's been run around here for years
Hustler, this is theme music and every
Can hustler must have some
His family his folks, they
Call him Scoob, baby
But y'all know him like
Big Scoob, that my nigga rippin' it up
Put the hood up on my shoulders, man
I'm liftin' it up
Tip in my cup, still a nigga givin' a fuck
You can get touched
Pussy nigga spillin' them guts
Man they wanna see the boss don
I be stompin' on the hardest
Streets they walk on
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on
It's still strong
You can test it nigga, watch
Me get my vill on, yeah
I ain't changed nigga, hungry for bread
Left me for dead
Duckin' dodgin' shakin' the feds
But they missed nigga
So I'm back searchin' for mine
Fresh off the grind
Still gutta sick with these rhymes
Flippin' these lines
You can see the truth in my eyes
Never no lies
Leven vill screamin' with pride
'Til the day that they rest me, hog stylin'
Gutta livin' villain that's me
(Tell 'em who you talkin' 'bout)
Scoob, Big Scoob, Scoob scoob, Scoob, Scoob
(Scooby-Doobie-Doobie-Doo)
The way I drink heavy when I party and shit
The way I disrespect a bitch
And say sorry and shit
The way I make it switch it
From red to dookie brown
Spot a curve and dope boss
Dogg and lay 'em down on the roads and be no
Lost cause and wait around
Show them hoes there'll be no toss
Drawers 'til you pay the hound
The way I refrain from hangin' with simps
And never fuckin' with shrimp
That ain't deveined
The way I smash for the cash
The way I mash harder (Flash)
Caught a broadcast on the blast
With a last broader why I'm half martyr
The reason I take showers
'Cause, I don't like sittin' in my ass water
My reason for red chucks and red laces
My reason for fuckin' up and
Never catchin' fair cases
The way I go so hard on the liquor
Vill livin' is a given and create
It because of my nigga
Scoob, Big Scoob, Scoob scoob, Scoob, Scoob
(Scooby-Doobie-Doobie-Doo)
Mayne I'm back and I'm hungry
Big homie from the show me niggas know me
Only villain take a yic and then I cloning
Real talk I can give it how you want it
I can put you niggas on that 5-6
Villain niggas movin' the crowd and
I'm tryin' to make strange
Put some hog in they style, dogg and I'm wild
Vans left the bark on the ground
Stompin' him out
Pussy nigga runnin' his mouth
But for now I'mma changed man
OG so I'm stickin' to the game plan
Takin' papers, makin' moves like a grown man
Vill steppin' in the seven first
Up for the field plan
And you can get it if you want it with me
Definitely, I can give you more than you need
Gutta livin' and I'm screamin' the V
Wherever I be
That's how you niggas know that it's me
Scoob, Big Scoob, Scoob scoob, Scoob, Scoob
(Scooby-Doobie-Doobie-Doo)
This has been brought to you
By big old of cup
Of a billion finest Canadian
Whiskey, take a drink, man
We're the party and kickin' it, baby
On this album, you know, ain't
Nobody gave me a dollar, a nothin'
And I'm comin' up to Big Scoob
You know I did hustled, man
I need some money, man
This one goes out to all my hustlers
Out there in Kansas City, doin' your thang
Baby you already know this nigga, man
He's been run around here for years
Hustler, this is theme music and every
Can hustler must have some
His family his folks, they
Call him Scoob, baby
But y'all know him like
Big Scoob, that my nigga rippin' it up
Put the hood up on my shoulders, man
I'm liftin' it up
Tip in my cup, still a nigga givin' a fuck
You can get touched
Pussy nigga spillin' them guts
Man they wanna see the boss don
I be stompin' on the hardest
Streets they walk on
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on
It's still strong
You can test it nigga, watch
Me get my vill on, yeah
I ain't changed nigga, hungry for bread
Left me for dead
Duckin' dodgin' shakin' the feds
But they missed nigga
So I'm back searchin' for mine
Fresh off the grind
Still gutta sick with these rhymes
Flippin' these lines
You can see the truth in my eyes
Never no lies
Leven vill screamin' with pride
'Til the day that they rest me, hog stylin'
Gutta livin' villain that's me
(Tell 'em who you talkin' 'bout)
Scoob, Big Scoob, Scoob scoob, Scoob, Scoob
(Scooby-Doobie-Doobie-Doo)
The way I drink heavy when I party and shit
The way I disrespect a bitch
And say sorry and shit
The way I make it switch it
From red to dookie brown
Spot a curve and dope boss
Dogg and lay 'em down on the roads and be no
Lost cause and wait around
Show them hoes there'll be no toss
Drawers 'til you pay the hound
The way I refrain from hangin' with simps
And never fuckin' with shrimp
That ain't deveined
The way I smash for the cash
The way I mash harder (Flash)
Caught a broadcast on the blast
With a last broader why I'm half martyr
The reason I take showers
'Cause, I don't like sittin' in my ass water
My reason for red chucks and red laces
My reason for fuckin' up and
Never catchin' fair cases
The way I go so hard on the liquor
Vill livin' is a given and create
It because of my nigga
Scoob, Big Scoob, Scoob scoob, Scoob, Scoob
(Scooby-Doobie-Doobie-Doo)
Mayne I'm back and I'm hungry
Big homie from the show me niggas know me
Only villain take a yic and then I cloning
Real talk I can give it how you want it
I can put you niggas on that 5-6
Villain niggas movin' the crowd and
I'm tryin' to make strange
Put some hog in they style, dogg and I'm wild
Vans left the bark on the ground
Stompin' him out
Pussy nigga runnin' his mouth
But for now I'mma changed man
OG so I'm stickin' to the game plan
Takin' papers, makin' moves like a grown man
Vill steppin' in the seven first
Up for the field plan
And you can get it if you want it with me
Definitely, I can give you more than you need
Gutta livin' and I'm screamin' the V
Wherever I be
That's how you niggas know that it's me
Scoob, Big Scoob, Scoob scoob, Scoob, Scoob
(Scooby-Doobie-Doobie-Doo)
This has been brought to you
By big old of cup
Of a billion finest Canadian
Whiskey, take a drink, man
We're the party and kickin' it, baby
On this album, you know, ain't
Nobody gave me a dollar, a nothin'
And I'm comin' up to Big Scoob
You know I did hustled, man
I need some money, man