YoungbloodZ

YoungbloodZ - Whatchu Lookin' At songtekst

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[Intro]

Yeah yeah yeah whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at

Whatchu lookin at bitch whatchu lookin at

bitch whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at

Now whatchu lookin at now whatchu lookin at

now whatchu lookin at now whatchu lookin at

Nigga whatchu lookin at bitch whatchu lookin at

bitch whatchu lookin at

Bitch whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at



[verse 1]

I ride woozie with some motherfucking wood

Still hangin and slangin yea for beat at my hood

Ay go get to it talking big boy shit

Mean muggin like a motherfucker my head on my dick

Bitch I can shake with your help nigga we buck ass wild

We get crunk I got the truth I bought that destinys child

Slide to the ride bitch where a nigga don't dance

What I look like out there juking with this gat in my pants

I put this thing to your back make you throw out your hands

My bull is shit ali a nigga spill some hen on your pants

I'm unruly seem like I don't give a damn

Maybe cause I don't motherfucker understand (understand)



[Verse 2]

I'm bout foolish I'm what I motherfucking said

I put a peep hole in your head I'm about my motherfucking thread

Its your truly I still roll with the squad

Ain't talkin your points outta thing feelin your bars

They want to do me but heck I'm already on it

I ain't gotta hit the car I got it already own it

Nigga you ain't they say this song is to cold

The same thing you heard before your mug got hit with a bottle

I gets to it I'm out there smokin on purple

Posted up getting money with my nigga from the circle

Homeboy believe it I keep some sacks on my hand

I'm posted up with my gat in my pants motherfucker I ain't playin



[Chorus]

Whatchu lookin at nigga step the fuck back

We on the post your in our space don't step so close

They know I'm ownin the game cause I stay grippin the grain

I'm riding dirty on probation but I'll scrap with no things

So whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at

So whatchu lookin at nigga whatchu lookin at

So whatchu lookin at nigga step the fuck back

So whatchu lookin at nigga step the fuck back



[Verse 3]

It's something new for them lets clean up off his plate

Let's make a move on them no time to hesitate

So ride the groove on them ain't no more time to wait

Ain't no more room for them ain't nothing to debate

Just let them fight for it something they never heard

We keep it fight for them precise with every word

I'm screamin at it nigga just watch where I swerve

We runnin havoc nigga bangin on every curve

We hit it raw on them real make calling off air

We making blood on the niggaz don't want to take it there

A-t-l running things you goobers stack your chains

Moe back off in this thing jump off put in the game



[Verse 4]

We are known for being sold in a click foolish as mine

Cigarillo bustin choppin hoes down the line

Hating if you like us still the sun gone shine

Add a coupe the feature your request goes rewind

Like play action we stay ahead of the game

Runnin through your whole league and still a catch the grain

Cause this that real shit that make you act a fool

Where you straighten out that nigga and tell that bitch be cool

It's J-Bo shit nigga you already know

We shake them off and keep on rolling it begin to show

And sip good nigga I wish you would

I'm slidin with about 50 niggaz straight up dead out the hood



[Chorus]
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