B Green - f** sh** Crew lyrics

[Intro-Bigga Rankins] 431 Days free Duct Tape sh** FSC, f** sh** Crew Blood Money Cartel Its the n***anatti b**h, n***anatti b**h Y'all know what it is Yeah, Yeah, Yeah [Verse 1-Alley Boy] When you hear ooh sh** n***a know that's me 'Fore you throw D.T. n***a know that's me Gotta rep Zone 1, Zone 2 and 3 4, 5, 6, n***a know that's me f** them handguns we got [?] choppas .48 coming, plus crimestoppers f** all of that boxing Snapback off and start popping Alley Boy the don, that's a fact man Step ahead with the tip of that thang Shoot the club up in this b**h, dare one of these n***as to touch my chain Yo AB, all that [?] goin get your a** beat Stomped this n***a out last week Come back next week we blast heat I'm flashy but it ain't no bling That flash come from that beam Lay the f** down lil p**y We digging all of them jeans DOFS Part 2, okay I'm reloaded it's part 2 Got my trill fam in this b**h, n***a talk that sh**, we let um loose [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** (Trouble, Trouble, baby) Better know we on that f** sh** [Verse 2-Trouble] I come shake his hand (Aye what's happening bruh?) Kick it, like you my man (What it do?) I turn around, I smile, you frown, they k** you where you stand (Blahhh) I beat your f** a**, (Woa), RIP man And shoot your f** a** for fun, with no mercy, ain't playin' Think I can't find out where you stay? (Where he stay?) My who*e find it Just found out he was missing? They'll never find it (What?) His body! Me and Alley's a double barrel Got n***as who still bustin' out of them new Camaros [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** [Verse 3-Pesci-59] I ain't f**in around I let the tool talk tough when I'm bucking you down b**h why is you scared? You would have heard it by now If I really wanted you dead you'd be murdered by now How you [???] the street, what you used to be, ain't got sh** to do with me You better get used to me Especially when they new to me, they like "who is he?" Street where I came up Better step your gun game up Cause to me you just a lame bruh I'm the definition of a banga Ganja, want to spark a flame up? Just to bang ya And your lost like angels In the 72 color Supreme with your brain blew The whole mob in the H2, and they won't hesitate to spray you, that's the reason that they came threw [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** [Verse 4-Thirty-Six] They call me Thirty, I know these duck n***as heard bout me b**h n***as steady worry bout me n***as better tell you how strapped I be I see y'all n***as in the club, going hard for the ho Y'all n***as goin out there My DMV ho run that tab Snatch your f** a** out that [?] Bands and the gas n***a bring me 5 My strong go up, n***a all the way live Put your hands up, count your hundred [?????], that semi Duck Tape, FSC, we run it I promise y'all n***as don't want war Minivan with the sliding door Pull up, hop out, shells galore [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** [Verse 5-B. Green] You talk that sh** but don't want that sh** I got 30 rounds in this here clip Beat your a** like [?] Tommy hit you, that's a backward flip I fire quick, I pimp sh** Yeah we on that f** sh** Cross the mob, good luck b**h Jump in the pool, see how wet you get [???], n***as [?] it Cause we erasing it Catch me in the street chasing it Moving white, no racist sh** Young [?], Zone 6, yeah we on that f** sh** Duck Tape the mob, we let um loose, loose [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** [Verse 6-Undadog] Aye, who want this money? I do, I do 5 bands get you deja vú I swear to God, I tell the truth No time to talk when I'm the one to offer Leave your body cold, now your [??] Who ordered it? I don't know sh** We can go to [?] I don't [?] I'm a young n***a, with a big heart And a big gun that shoot far When lord see me I [??] And they call me, I'm the underdog 15 years old in the strip club Beat a n***a a** up cause I'm geeked up And we [?] ain't even said sh** bruh My lil n***as swag, got em f**ed up [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** [Verse 7-Veli Sosa] Big bank take little bank f** with this sh**, get your ship sank Ask [?], ask big shank Put a hole in ya, size of a gas tank I'm Suzy's son, keep an Uzi gun Beat ya a** in the club, jump on [??] Oh you popping bottles, you ain't getting swallowed Old f** n***a, you ain't gettin' nun Veli Sosa, Mr. 500 Aka Mr. [?] Rex Rd., took a sniff of the coke when they was trappers Pop up at your studio Shoot up your video Run you out the city, move you to New Mexico [Verse 8-Ghetto] Duct Tape, we run the A FSC, we don't play For you f** n***as that talk sh** Got 100 rounds in my AK Dirty Don, I'm back b**h And yeahhh I'm on that f** sh** Won't hesitate put that [?] in your face and let it bust b**h In the streets, in the club FSC, we don't give a f** You know we on that f** sh**, so you know we got that tool tucked [?] n***a if you want to, we got 23 rounds waiting on you DTE, we been the mob, but this that f** sh** crew [Hook-Trouble] We let em loose The whole thang, Bang! Let his brains hang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Ahh, beat your f** a**, still give you the whole thang Think its a game, f** around with this Duct Tape Gang Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh** Better know we on that f** sh**