Z-Ro, Noke-D , D-Reck - Wreckshop lyrics

Ha, what, uh huh uh huh uh huh, what
Wreckshop, Wreckshop huh noke Deezy, D-Reezy

Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh
Just to let you boys know that
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Can't be stopped, uh huh
Just to let you boys know that

It's whatever whenever, wherever baby
You gotta have bread
If you want it all gravy country like jeah
But these cats can't fade me
Heard what I said, so don't try to play me
I came to Wreckshop, came to blow the spot
Like nitro I'm bout to blow
Cause my flow hot since the days of P-A T
I've been holding down the streets
Got a deal and got to eat
Putting shoes on his feet
The Lex needs Spre's, let me defreeze
Music is to bleed
But the game getting sleeze
Why this broom in my hand
Like I'm the sandman swoopingoff the stage
Snatching mics out they hand
Now it's my time, gots to put it down
Even if it's night, I can make the sun shine
In this game I'm making hit's
The Shop is the
We the lottery pick, ain't no stopping this

Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh
Just to let you boys know that
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Gon turn it out (turn it out y'all)
Just to let you boys know that

It's the Noke Deezy, man I'm off the heezy
I came here, to do my thug theezy
Please believe me, I wreck shop
Every damn hood, every city, every block
Got it on lock, muy caliente
Riding like Sensei, rolling on vientes
That's 20's, if you didn't know
My whole roll, sold with your
Moving too fast, you need to slow down
City of Syrup, call it H Town
What you lost, is what we found
Platinum songs, platinum bound
See I'm a platinum soul survivor
I'm a platinumlly, provider
I'm a platinum ghost rider
And I'ma always be a platinum street fighter

Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh
Just to let you boys know that

We came to Wreckshop
Until the Shop is wrecked
Surrounded by A-R 1-5's, and Glocks and techs
It's Z-Reezy, D-Reezy and Noke Deezy
Sipping on something purple
Blowing treezy believe me
Making it look easy, when I'm doing my thang
Whether Southwest red
Or hoover blue in the game got our grind on
Lying to fellas that's outta line
About to burn me the plexchest with that iron
Feeling fine and lovely
Even when it get ugly i know I'ma make it
Because the Lord is above me
Divine in the bench, and make me hard to hit
Hating me is like a habit
And it's hard to quit
I'll be chasing paper money
Making maneuvers I'm mad with it
Acting like a fella
That ain't never had with it
I'm a soldier united for cash, worldwide
I do the body rock
And then I do the Southside

Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Came to Wreckshop, uh huh
Just to let you boys know that
Weeeeeeeee-eeee-eeeeee
Gon turn it out, uh huh
Just to let you boys know that