Karaoké GNX Kendrick Lamar & Hitta J3, YoungThreat & Peysoh

Snap what oh eh is what hee

Word hee hee come on bro

Aight um mmh uh

Smo' money hunnid why

Tell 'em Kendrick did it

Ayy who showed you how to run a blitz

Tell 'em Kendrick did it

Who put the West back in front of shit

Tell 'em Kendrick did it

Ayy I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

Tell 'em Kendrick did it like what

Hi

Have you ever been a joint and you know it

Have you ever had to flip your unemployment

On the dead guys

Nigga I ain't goin'

Ayy

On the dead ones

We'll treat an enemigo like some bread crumbs

All of my killers on go like Who said somethin'

Redrum, all I think about when I see heads come

Do my dance, hit the chop when I see opps go

Let 'em claim it, we the ones who really pop bro

Don't televise it, we the ones who lettin' chops blow

Opps know, let 'em piss him off and it's a flop show

Murder man, singin' murder music off a murder van

Beat the pussy up like I been celibate and I murder sound

Who is him, one and only shotta known as murder man

Catch you doin' dirty

It's no other way but murder plans

I broke her heart and you the type to go and fix it

Don't wanna speak if you ain't talkin' 'bout no ticket

I'm bougie with it but I might just let you kiss it

Hit that block with diamonds on me

You could tell 'em Peysoh did it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Ayy who showed you how to run a blitz

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Who put the West back in front of shit

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Ayy I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

Tell 'em Peysoh did it

Like what

Hi

Have you ever been a joint and you know it

Have you ever had to flip your unemployment

On the dead guys

Nigga I ain't goin'

Hop out suicide doors

It's the Hitta man

You don't wanna see them doors slidin' on the Caravan

I know killers who was catchin' bodies and not one fade

I was thirteen up at Avalon

Poppin' chains

Fourteen, ridin' minibikes with some dead friends

Twenty-one, flag on my head like a Taliban

Twenty-five, feelin' like the box

It was full of sand

At the cemetery, fuck that

That's where I could've been

Hundred forty-second

I'm connected like I'm Rosecrans

Kinda shit I seen, try and forget and I will pop a Xan'

Uppin' scores, doin' files

Sacrifices like a boxin' ring

Can't throw in the towel

Pistol-packin' since a child

Ayy

Like it's Iraq

Shooter name Hussein

Ridin' with the dirty blicky

Switchy, make a new flame

She said I been a dog all my life

Bae can you change

True to my religion, Cuban links

More than two chains

Tell 'em Hitta did it

Ayy who showed you how to run a blitz

Tell 'em Hitta did it

Who put the West back in front of shit

Tell 'em Hitta did it

Ayy I'm trippin' and I'm lovin' it

It's gettin' down to the wire

Get on my Bob the Builder shit

Get down with the pliers

Been comin' back-to-back hits

How this nigga ain't tired

I'm with some rockstar bitches

They want Lizzie McGuire

I'm switchin' gears

I pop the clutch

I'll send a nigga up

A risk-taker

I'll call you niggas' bluff

If they hangin' out for real

We come deduct, tuckin' tails

They out of luck

When it's wartime they hidin' in the cut

Y'all had y'all chance

Y'all couldn't do it

I swear I'm comin' worse than y'all baby moms

I'm puttin' niggas through it

They hate to see me doin' it

Meal ticket, I'm pursuin' it

I'm in the field for real

UCLA Bruins

They askin' how I do it

How a young nigga so fluent

I kept my mouth closed and I ain't never leave no witness

D.O.A. up on the scene

Tell 'em YoungThreat did it

Nigga