Boondawg - Ring The Alarm lyrics
[Boondawg - Ring The Alarm lyrics]
Ready for war! Hop in a tank
Upin’ the score breakin’ the bank
Real to the core niggas is fake
Ball on these niggas go hard in the paint
Ball on these niggas im takin’ the throne
Niggas is softer than jodeci songs
I make a call and they switch up the tone
Imma don’t talk he go straight to the dome
(Poh)
Trapaholics mixtapes
Damn son, where'd you find this?
Ring the alarm the kids we
Ain’t comin to party, yeah
Shoot for the stars get out the
Way ‘fore you get bodied, yeah
Swear I don’t fear nobody
Been in the lab, yеah I stir the poty
Serve ‘еm the crack, it get real dramatic
And nigga we swing, ain’t no shootouts
Bitch I’m the one, who is you tho?
Act like I ain’t got no clue tho
Bitch I ain't dumb, ain't no foo-loo-loo!
Money be lookin like fruit loo-loops
All of u pussies on doo doo doo
Know I can’t move like they do do do
Swing at these niggas like boo boo boom
Ready for war! Hop in a tank
Upin’ the score breakin’ the bank
Real to the core niggas is fake
Ball on these niggas go hard in the paint
Ball on these niggas im takin’ the throne
Niggas is softer than jodeci songs
I make a call and they switch up the tone
Imma don’t talk he go straight to the dome
(Poh)
Takin’ my kidness for weakness but nigga
I’m not with the sweet shit
This dick ain't for free
Niggas been hiding and seeking and trying
To pick up the pieces
Ain't seen 'em in weeks
Trust me this shit ain’t for everbody
Better stay out before you get burried by me!
Lot of pussy ass niggas and pill junkies
On my Basquiat shit ain’t no Murakami
And I only compete with myself
I never needed no help
I never hide how I feel
So many stories to tell kIDS yeah we armed
Takin the business by storm
Better go tell ‘em and warn ‘em!
Better go ring the alarm!
Ring the alarm the kids we
Ain’t comin to party, yeah
Shoot for the stars get out the
Way ‘fore you get bodied, yeah
Swear I don’t fear nobody
Been in the lab, yeah I stir the poty
Serve ‘em the crack, it get real dramatic
And nigga we swing, ain’t no shootouts
Bitch I’m the one, who is you tho?
Act like I ain’t got no clue tho
Bitch I ain't dumb, ain't no foo-loo-loo!
Money be lookin like fruit loo-loops
All of u pussies on doo doo doo
Know I can’t move like they do do do
Swing at these niggas like boo boo boom
Yeah!
Upin’ the score breakin’ the bank
Real to the core niggas is fake
Ball on these niggas go hard in the paint
Ball on these niggas im takin’ the throne
Niggas is softer than jodeci songs
I make a call and they switch up the tone
Imma don’t talk he go straight to the dome
(Poh)
Trapaholics mixtapes
Damn son, where'd you find this?
Ring the alarm the kids we
Ain’t comin to party, yeah
Shoot for the stars get out the
Way ‘fore you get bodied, yeah
Swear I don’t fear nobody
Been in the lab, yеah I stir the poty
Serve ‘еm the crack, it get real dramatic
And nigga we swing, ain’t no shootouts
Bitch I’m the one, who is you tho?
Act like I ain’t got no clue tho
Bitch I ain't dumb, ain't no foo-loo-loo!
Money be lookin like fruit loo-loops
All of u pussies on doo doo doo
Know I can’t move like they do do do
Swing at these niggas like boo boo boom
Ready for war! Hop in a tank
Upin’ the score breakin’ the bank
Real to the core niggas is fake
Ball on these niggas go hard in the paint
Ball on these niggas im takin’ the throne
Niggas is softer than jodeci songs
I make a call and they switch up the tone
Imma don’t talk he go straight to the dome
(Poh)
Takin’ my kidness for weakness but nigga
I’m not with the sweet shit
This dick ain't for free
Niggas been hiding and seeking and trying
To pick up the pieces
Ain't seen 'em in weeks
Trust me this shit ain’t for everbody
Better stay out before you get burried by me!
Lot of pussy ass niggas and pill junkies
On my Basquiat shit ain’t no Murakami
And I only compete with myself
I never needed no help
I never hide how I feel
So many stories to tell kIDS yeah we armed
Takin the business by storm
Better go tell ‘em and warn ‘em!
Better go ring the alarm!
Ring the alarm the kids we
Ain’t comin to party, yeah
Shoot for the stars get out the
Way ‘fore you get bodied, yeah
Swear I don’t fear nobody
Been in the lab, yeah I stir the poty
Serve ‘em the crack, it get real dramatic
And nigga we swing, ain’t no shootouts
Bitch I’m the one, who is you tho?
Act like I ain’t got no clue tho
Bitch I ain't dumb, ain't no foo-loo-loo!
Money be lookin like fruit loo-loops
All of u pussies on doo doo doo
Know I can’t move like they do do do
Swing at these niggas like boo boo boom
Yeah!