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what up cuz? - k-flex lyrics

[intro]
aw yeah, n*ggas… we ’bout to dedicate this one to all the gs, that’s been puttin’ in work over all these years
we got love for all you n*ggas out there, in the streets, in the county
but we about to put it down for the sea riders in particular
and ain’t nothing wrong with dedicating a little something to your own hood, long as you don’t disrespect the next man’s hood
check this out:

[chorus]
now, when i’m rollin’ through your hood
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m locked up in the county
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through jordan downs
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through crenshaw
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through hawth*rne
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
even when i’m bailin’ through van nuys
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?

[verse 1]
check it out – i maintain, i sling thangs
you motherf*ckers want to g*ngb*ng
i threw up, i boot up, but n*gga just shot your hood up
we ride on, we [?], we bussin’ until you’re all gone
you n*ggas wanna get your squad on
don’t make a n*gga break your jawbone
i’m rolling down the 110, been harassed by the pigs
so i hop my ass off on [?], then i bust a left on fig
then i ride out, i ride out, i’m lookin’ for a place to hide out
one time when they get behind me
but i’m not gonna let them find me
i sit back, i kick back, a n*gga gotta let those chips stack
broke ass hoes better get back
snitches are gonna get b*tch*smacked
i roll on, i hold on, my neighborhood is a war zone
but n*ggas know that k*flex will give a n*gga his respect still
i’m rollin’ in a minivan, with a getup in the back
yo, cadillac is lookin’ fat, well that’s the like i’m gonna jack
and whether it’s hard*top or drop*top
i’m taking that sh*t to the chop shop
so exit your lexus, and watch a n*gga while i set trip
[chorus]
now, when i’m rollin’ through compton
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through long beach
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m bailin’ through west end
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through la
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through atlanta
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
even when i’m bailin’ down in texas
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?

[verse 2]
put some vaseline on the fresh tet and creasin’ up the rags
filling hoes and making hollows, greasin’ up the mag
seriousness, n0body on the block soft
speak out at a meeting, and get your head knocked off
some fool got shot and now we smoke it
so get the hood blocked up on your forehead
“gang related” is what five*o stated
20 g’s in the front of the house gettin’ appropriated
flied it, negative static is automatic
it’s tragic, they posted jacking and serving addicts
for an antique chevy, ’cause to the gs it’s a trophy
and everybody know low*riding is og
banging at the party, one time, can’t stop it
throwing sets in the air, with glocks in their pockets
now, who wanna go chess with some gs and lopes?
until it’s broke on the air, and they servin’ coke
[chorus]
and when i’m rollin’ around through memphis
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m down in louisville
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
even when i’m bailin’ down in new orleans
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through seattle
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ down in oakland
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m bailin’ around in cleveland
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?

[verse 3]
what cha know back east about this west side
down in [?], bulletproof sweaters while we low*ride
taping a fix and hittin’ l!cks, puffin’ sherm sticks
twist up a b*tch, k!ll up a snitch, bangin’ bomb sh*t
fill it with dough, b*tches in tight clothes
some of ’em my hoes, lookin’ like envoys, say what?
pimpin’, slingin’, mackin’, i got it crackin’
flexin’, lesson in testin’, a n*gga’s mackin’
i come wicked, my style, i say what?
21 inches of dating wise on the belly truck [?]
lyrics are fat with souls, now that i’ve made it
sippin’ crystal and cognac got me faded
the homie chicken, louie got the caviar
a major rock star, a new house, a new boat, a new car
n*ggas are bound to hear me comin’
for some force gator, [?] got me hummin’
[chorus]
now, when i see you in your hood
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i see you rollin’ in dayton
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and if i see you down at venice
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through grape street
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m down at the swap meet
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
and when i’m rollin’ through lynwood
i’m hollerin’ about what up, cuz?
i’m talkin’ about what up, cuz? all about that what up, cuz?

[outro]
yo, we gots to give our props to all the rick riders worldwide
gotta send out a shout to them hoovers
gotta send a shout to them rollin’ 30s, them 40s
them rollin’ 60s, them 90s, east coast hood
when i mean “east coast”, n*gga, don’t get it twisted
i mean east to the 110 freeway, n*gga
gotta give it up to main street, broadway, front street, back street, raymond hood, shotgun hood, pocket hood, front hood, tj watts, kelley park, n*gga, venice shorelines, kitchen 8th grade gangsters, ghost town, grape street, n*gga, playboy gangsters, watergate, insane, long beach insanes, latana blocc, santana blocc, nutty blocc, n*gga!
y’all n*ggas see, careful out there in them streets, fool

- k flex lyrics

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