bacc 2 bacc - 9800 caspeer x dacoldsteppa lyrics
[intro: 9800 caspeer]
ayyyy (gang, gang)
aye look fool, you know what i’ma tell you fool (boom!)
pass me that f*ckin dope, n*gga
[verse 1: 9800 caspeer and dacoldeststeppa]
ahh!
that’s a swish, call it larry bird
shots at his [skrt!], see that boy go and make this turn
long ass fingers up on the glock, call me mr. burns (boom!)
i wanna hoop, everybody rapping, call up david stern
shhh, it’s mr. no hook
b*tch i’m the coldest, ervin johnson, hit em with no look (ooh)
n*ggas be cappin about action but they be so shook (cmon)
you not him, lil brody, don’t get yo soul took
ahh, don’t give a f*ck about yo baby daddy (nah)
slide on the addy and i’ll be waitin, have this thooka blastin
bullets everlasting and preachers prayin over n*ggas caskets
(boom boom!)
oohh, sh*t, casper, why you spazzin? (okkkk)
i’m just sittin sideways, feel like fall wall (aye)
brody hit a hunnit off work, sellin all dog
sh*t risky like hittin a hooker raw dog (euhhh)
n*gga son a legend, how the f*ck you gon fall off? (aye)
yo b*tch got a nike sock up in her bum glove (eww)
glock adidas shoe matchin the glock, feel like red rum (red)
op lackin with the other op, that’s an and*one (boom)
i’ll draw the metal out and shoot if you act dumb (dumby)
man this n*gga h*lla goofy, like let’s be real (cmon)
let em go down like a piggy, i bet he squeal
catch em in traffic, i’ma wet him like a jet ski tail
and i just scored on a pint, i bet she sold
catch my uo (aye), i’m with my steppas, f*ck a toocold (aye)
you play, yo necklace go for too long, ya
i miss the rap that pg been on, ya, i just been trappin (okkk)
aye, b*tch i’m sick with it (euhhh)
slide in the foreign, couple sticks in it
n*ggas been lurkin like serpents, i can’t get with it
choppa like houdini bet i leave his whole sh*t missin
[beat change]
[verse 2: dacoldeststeppa and 9800 caspeer]
aye, aye, i was gone for awhile but i’m back now (aye)
friday night, no wait, i’m finna smack down
i’m a legend with this sh*t, better check the sco’ (cmon)
what’s yo favorite rapper, sh*t, bet he won’t flex no mo’
but anyway, i’m fresh out, and sh*t still the same (aye)
you n*ggas still broke and you hoes still givin brain (cmon)
n*ggas told me to the op, sh*t lookin strange
seen him at the light, perculating, had him flip his range (aye)
ooohhh, sh*t, man this beat sick
choppa hangin out of the window doin some kick flips (boom!)
stitchin lookin long as a b*tch, built like some ritz sticks
bet his b*tch suckin my d*ck, makin me quick rich (aye)
f*ck yo boyfriend, b*tch, i’ll pop him, aye (boom!)
that n*gga wearin levis, i wear robbins (cmon man)
slidin in the coupe with twin choppas (aye, aye)
whiteboy that’s my shoota, john stockton (okkkk)
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