King Von, THF Zoo - Beat Dat Body lyrics
[King Von, THF Zoo - Beat Dat Body lyrics]
Ayy King Von, wassup gang?
You already know how we comin' man
Whatchu on broski? We finna T the streets up
On Tooka soul
Shout out GetBackGang man, them GetBacks
You know what the fuck goin' on
That's us dummy
Beat the body, now the trenches call me Rocky
Shout out them members
Them my motherfuckin' partners
We goin' highspeed
Ain't no fuckin' pullin' over
Pull up on 55th
We catch and scan and poke 'em
O'Boy, what the fuck I'm known for?
Caught a body, beat that body
Catch some more
Lil savage in me ain't never fuckin' goin'
Mask up
They can't tell who fuckin' scorin'
I know I beat it when they took away my bond
The opps be tweakin' when they see me
They just run get off the dot we slide
The city with them drums
Lay in the cut and we pop out when they come
See I'm still blastin' ain't no passes
Bullets ever last
You want that smoke then you can have it
I ain't never stingy we keep them Glizzies
Ain't no Hi-Points 'cause
They always jammin'
The opps be friendly, they some groupies
Them lil niggas fannin'
Rest in peace to Chino Dolla
Do hit's in Impalas
If we spot 'em, then we got 'em
He won't see tomorrow
Why he talkin' out his neck
Like 46 ain't a problem
You talk to opps, we do you dirty
Ain't no feelin' sorry
King Von, take Duke on a hit
He like King Kong
Draco shells, I was sellin' dog
I got three phones
Street nigga, I been off the drugs
They took T home
SnitchK, I just talked to DeDe
He gon' be home, gang!
(gang)
You already know how we comin' man
Whatchu on broski? We finna T the streets up
On Tooka soul
Shout out GetBackGang man, them GetBacks
You know what the fuck goin' on
That's us dummy
Beat the body, now the trenches call me Rocky
Shout out them members
Them my motherfuckin' partners
We goin' highspeed
Ain't no fuckin' pullin' over
Pull up on 55th
We catch and scan and poke 'em
O'Boy, what the fuck I'm known for?
Caught a body, beat that body
Catch some more
Lil savage in me ain't never fuckin' goin'
Mask up
They can't tell who fuckin' scorin'
I know I beat it when they took away my bond
The opps be tweakin' when they see me
They just run get off the dot we slide
The city with them drums
Lay in the cut and we pop out when they come
See I'm still blastin' ain't no passes
Bullets ever last
You want that smoke then you can have it
I ain't never stingy we keep them Glizzies
Ain't no Hi-Points 'cause
They always jammin'
The opps be friendly, they some groupies
Them lil niggas fannin'
Rest in peace to Chino Dolla
Do hit's in Impalas
If we spot 'em, then we got 'em
He won't see tomorrow
Why he talkin' out his neck
Like 46 ain't a problem
You talk to opps, we do you dirty
Ain't no feelin' sorry
King Von, take Duke on a hit
He like King Kong
Draco shells, I was sellin' dog
I got three phones
Street nigga, I been off the drugs
They took T home
SnitchK, I just talked to DeDe
He gon' be home, gang!
(gang)