paroles de chanson Los Awesome - ScHoolboy Q , Jay Rock
I'm
a
groovy
type
nigga,
rather
two-step
with
you
Pants
sagging,
rag
dragging,
rather
gangbang
with
you
Trigger
squeeze,
don't
call
it,
throw
them
thang-thangs
with
you
Hot
degrees,
anti-freeze,
chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Cool
with
you,
cool
with
you
Chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Hot
degrees,
anti-freeze,
chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Cool
with
you,
cool
with
you
Chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Pants
sagging,
rag
dragging,
do
my
gangbang
(gangbang)
Groovy
nigga,
jumped
off
of
the
peg
Fourth
by
my
third
leg
Plead
the
fifth,
no
L's,
no
whips
Backyard
full
of
Crips
Barbecues
and
county
blues
This
Hoover
gangster
be
the
shit
It
ain't
much
up
on
our
list
Shoot
the
killer,
hittin'
licks
Get
MET
up
out
the
bitch,
gangbanging,
fuck
a
clique
Yup,
I'm
looking
for
a
scrap
See,
my
cripping
done
spread
around
the
world
With
his
top
below
his
bottom,
it's
the
reaper
Looking
like
the
reaper
in
your
driveway
Strays
through
your
living
room
Liable
to
drive
by
on
a
summer
day
July
4th
will
be
in
June
Bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
bum
The
sound
of
the
drum
that
Crips
and
Bloods
know
Bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
bum
The
sound
that
the
drums
sing
I'm
a
groovy
type
nigga,
rather
two-step
with
you
Pants
sagging,
rag
dragging,
rather
gangbang
with
you
Trigger
squeeze,
don't
call
it,
throw
them
thang-thangs
with
you
Hot
degrees,
anti-freeze,
chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Cool
with
you,
cool
with
you
Chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Hot
degrees,
anti-freeze,
chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Cool
with
you,
cool
with
you
Chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Pants
sagging,
rag
dragging,
do
my
gangbang
(gangbang)
Don't
make
me
put
a
lean
to
a
nigga
spleen
Shells
through
a
nigga
(bariiing-biddy-crack-riiing)
Stop
a
dream
in
its
tracks
beaten
down
Little
boy
now,
dream
little
boy,
dream
Coke
go
in
the
pot
Arm
and
now
ma
body
A$AP
Rocky
Want
it
I
could
get
it
Onion
in
my
pocket
like
the
booty
on
a
midget
Diamond
on
my
Rollie,
thank
a
nigga
I
ain't
frigid
Looking
at
the
time,
saying
win
it
for
a
minute
See
my
neck
co-defendant,
what's
the
problem?
See,
my
soul
was
long
gone
before
I
got
him
He
was
dead
before
I
shot
him,
it's
the
reaper
Looking
like
the
reaper
in
your
driveway
Strays
through
your
living
room
Liable
to
drive
by
on
a
summer
day
July
4th
will
be
in
June
Bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
bum
The
sound
of
the
drum
that
Crips
and
Bloods
know
Bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
tay
bla
bum
The
sound
that
the
drums
sing
I'm
a
groovy
type
nigga,
rather
two-step
with
you
Pants
sagging,
rag
dragging,
rather
gangbang
with
you
Trigger
squeeze,
don't
call
it,
throw
them
thang-thangs
with
you
Hot
degrees,
anti-freeze,
chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Cool
with
you,
cool
with
you
Chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Hot
degrees,
anti-freeze,
chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Cool
with
you,
cool
with
you
Chilling
cool
cool
with
you
Pants
sagging,
rag
dragging,
do
my
gangbang
(gangbang)
Tell
me
more
about
it
in
the
gutter
Where
it
started
with
the
cripping
Blew
in
campus
know
it
happened
Tell
me
more
about
it
in
the
gutter
Where
it
started
with
the
cripping
Then
the
bloods
done
got
it
brackin'
I'm
just
an
Eastside
nigga
William
Nickerson
show
you
what
it
be
like,
nigga
Roll
'em
up,
light
'em
up
like
a
street
light,
nigga
Follow
me,
I
can
show
you
what
these
streets
like,
nigga
Handlebars
of
a
Schwinn,
guns
blow
like
dusty
winds
Spend
a
band,
push
his
wig
back
when
my
revolver
spins
Toe
tag
'em,
false
flagging
like
it's
all
good
Tell
niggas
tee
off
like
Tiger
Woods,
where
you
from?
We
never
heard
of
ya,
walking
with
the
murderers
Niggas
that'll
murder
ya,
steal
you
like
a
burglar
See,
my
soul
was
long
gone
before
I
got
them
He
was
dead
before
I
shot
him,
it's
the
reaper
1 Gangsta
2 Los Awesome
3 Collard Greens
4 What They Want
5 Hoover Street
6 Studio
7 Prescription / Oxymoron
8 The Purge
9 Blind Threats
10 Hell of a Night
11 Break the Bank
12 Man of the Year
13 His & Her Fiend
14 Grooveline, Pt. 2
15 Fuck LA
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