Lyrics Wuzhanindoe - YG , Gunplay

Me and my dogs in this bitch like whoa
Jumpin' off the wall like whoa
Money on the floor like whoa
Fuck with me, you gon' get your ass whoa
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
What's hannin' though, girl, what's hannin'
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
Like what's hannin' though, nigga, what's hannin'

A nigga ridin' clean, seven tre Chevrolet
Double up on the triple beam every day
Handgun right here, AK on the way
She charge for the pussy, that's cool, I don't pay
Ridin' up and down the block, lookin' for the thots
I'm a street sweeper, now go and get the mops
What it do? What it is? Motherfuck what it was
Gunplay, nigga, and you know what it does
Shots fired, probably one of us
Fire, fire, lay them down in the dust
You ain't my dog, I don't know you, get the fuck on
Or I'ma be the nigga that you ran out of luck on

Me and my dogs in this bitch like whoa
Jumpin' off the wall like whoa
Money on the floor like whoa
Fuck with me, you gon' get your ass whoa
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
What's hannin' though, girl, what's hannin'
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
Like what's hannin' though, nigga, what's hannin'

Ain't no games gettin' played right here
Ain't no hoes gettin' saved right here
Nigga talkin' 'bout he open shop, huh?
But ain't no money gettin' made right here
From the South to the West, make 'em bow to the best
Burned a bunch of money and I'm diggin' up the rest
Got a snow bunny and I broke her for a check
One cent short and I'ma choke her on her neck
Drop bombs on your moms, fuck car alarms
Tats on my face, back, belly, neck, arms
Black bottle busser, can't knock my hustle
Chopper on the dresser, get it poppin', nigga, what's up?

Me and my dogs in this bitch like whoa
Jumpin' off the wall like whoa
Money on the floor like whoa
Fuck with me, you gon' get your ass whoa
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
What's hannin' though, girl, what's hannin'
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
Like what's hannin' though, nigga, what's hannin'

Walk in this bitch like what's hannin'
I'm from Westside Bompton, what's brackin'?
In high school, you was a bitch, why you actin'?
You know I'm bitch nigga bashin' with a passion
You tried to blindside a nigga, that's a bitch move
But every punch I throw after this, bet I hit you
Oh yeah, I'm thirsty, don't let me hold the pistol
Be at your doorstep like L.A. Times when it's an issue
I need a gutter bitch, never gotta tell her shit
Don't give a fuck, when I come home, she smell the dick
She know I make that cake, so she take my case
But try to talk to me, she'll probably break your face

Me and my dogs in this bitch like whoa
Jumpin' off the wall like whoa
Money on the floor like whoa
Fuck with me, you gon' get your ass whoa
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
What's hannin' though, girl, what's hannin'
Like what's hannin' though, what's hannin' though
Like what's hannin' though, nigga, what's hannin'