Lyrics Rannat - IsItQuan

IsItGang in this bitch ready pipe up on these hoes
Ain't nobody fucking with us and you already know aye

Send em my way yo big homie get knocked off
You do not want to test Peets this ain't hot sauce
40 for 40 I'm booking, I'm booming
Beat down the street get your shit keep it moving
I remember when my OG told me to chill
Shit I had to go harder cause them times was real
I'm straight from the streets you don't know about the slums
Yo dawg would turn fake to finesse for a gun
We still run the streets since way way back
I remember LeanTeam we had cups on our back
We was getting that money they couldn't handle that
East wing under stairs shooting craps
You ain't bout shit keep it pushing
And I'm with, with you with, I ain't pussy
She gone throw me the pussy whenever I call don't nobody else get it this gushy
Cousin called and he told me I rannat
How you rap but you can't get your bitch back
She with us 'cause we play around with big racks
You get hit and laid down where you stand it
Dre hit my phone and said " Quan you too crazy"
I can't wait for no scrubs ain't no patience
Know I'm beating the booth on a daily
We gon' send em to hell just for hating
They know IsItGang been the biggest team
Got my name in they mouth like some Listerine
You walked in and you thought you was fresh had to bust your lil' bubble lil' bitch you ain't kill the scene
He equipped with the Glock go commando
Hit em up shoot that bitch a new asshole
When I hop in the whip I don't like to drive slow Imma stomp on the gas til' the dash blow
MC Hammer these niggas ain't touching me
I stay deep in the booth where I'm supposed to be
Know they hate when they see me with AE
I rock ice but I'm still gonna bring the heat
You want give me a good top then I'm flattered
And I'm on my way up like a ladder
Yeah she bad but shit I done seen badder
I won't play with these clips aint no actors
Walking 'round keep my 40 fully loaded
She want throw me the pussy a bust it open
I'm a say what I want 'cause I'm outspoken
I'ma smoke on this wood you can't out-smoke me
Say you won't beef with us nigga but we tote them straps know your ass can't compare
I am talking 'bout little shit talking about big shit that you seen in modern warfare
Give me beats Imma run that shit back to back
Smoking woods fuck around have a gas attack
Nigga claim he getting money but looking so sick when he had to go take that little rental back
I be thuggin, the trenches you find me at
Ain't no smell on the gas vacuum seal the pack
I'mma ship it right off where to send it at
When you open that pack it's gon' to blow you back
Beat the block nigga it's a trap off
I am going home nigga til the cops called
I'm a nigga from the jungle get my rocks off
Niggas say we is the same we is not y'all
Nigga's been hating from the jump and I know that's a fact but we know ain't no issues
And I got a gun its gon' shoot up the scene it's gon show that boy soft like tissue
Damn that boy walking with a big strap
They trying to figure out where he get that
Don't talk about no money you don't spend that
Don't play with ratchet hoes get her wig snatched

Don't play with ratchet hoes get a wig snatched yeah

Aye aye

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