Brooklyn Zu - Lintballz lyrics

[Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) {Ol' Dirty ba*tard}] *Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die Do or die" throughout intro* (What's your move b**h n***a?) Suttin' ain't goin' down like that I ain't lettin' n***as know they ain't know (what's goin' on in yo life How you gonna get what you ain't got? You know what I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it (Yeah) That's the way it's goin' down (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) f**ers are around {Yo I mastered the art of Shadowboxin'!} [Hook : Popa Chief] Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But f** sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But f** sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? [Verse 1: 12 O'Clock] n***as waitin' for hook up, get shook up Never get your weight off and do a push up You smokin' all my purple kush up Don't make me push and rook up Get you touched up, I lift my wrist up, yup, yup Now n***as know Lil' Diggs, only twice wore a suit Had s** in a group with a couple of b**hes dance for loot See I'mma tell them n***as about spendin' all they loot Partyin' and trickin' on b**hes and don't recoup I got my own version of roots Cracker a** n***a pickin' cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots The new news is Brooklyn Zoo Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too [Verse 2: Prodigal Sunn] Yo, I ain't tryin' to be on no forever broke sh** So I made myself eatin' these streets where blood leak Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, roll unique Do or die tactics, and keep us sharp on our feet, meak And all we do is make cla**ics, CCF, the Unit Dirt Dog, the Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your ratchet 95% of them n***as is f*ggots, and I've had it up to here See our face this year, appear On your TV screen, we stay green Money makes the world go around, know what I mean-ean? New team, fresh and clean clean on your scene Now sing along, sing along, y'all know the theme-heme [Popa Chief {*singing*}] Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (aarrgh, wooh) Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (oohhh) [Verse 3: Hell Razah] Yeah, b**hes wanna bone a n***a when your records is sellin' Labels don't play a n***a when they nuttin' but felons Young Razah got that hot sh** that's under the Heavens GG'z poppin' grey goose feathers Prostitute cheddar, crashin' in whips with new leathers Bad models be on the dick that shy and strip Thinkin' we some gangsters, thugs, Bloods or Crips Watch who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with Why dream to be rich when I'm already rich? Two bars I spit got the hottest n***a pissed Chicks kiss the diamonds that twist on our wrist Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' sh**, n***a [Hook] Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But f** sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But f** sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? [Verse 4: Ol' Dirty ba*tard (Buddha Monk)] I whip a n***a a** on hand and hand, you get flashed Whatever you do, I stop your a** My name is Isis, I k** you with a hiss I k** you with my motherf**in' piss A matter of fact you k** yourself, n***a I crash ya stealth (See let a n***a come through with that bullsh**) (Yeah we ain't sayin nuttin') I never was familiar with bein' p**y I loved that sh** 'til it's bloody [Verse 5: Buddha Monk] Hey yo hold up, you told me you liked that sh** muddy and swampy And you gonna hit it from where (from the back door) This Fam right here, is the Fam right here And if you f** with the Zoo you gon' get clapped right there For this cream n***a, I'll walk through Muddy Waters If he be call out, and rob your son and daughter Lintballz in my pocket and yours is real lumpy Nah, Lay Down, gimme what you got G Split the pie three ways, live off it for three days And when it's done, who's the next victim today I'm trife n***a, and I don't live by Bible life I yap the n***a ripe then stash a n***a right Yeah I did wanna do it and the Devil didn't make me Linballz in my pocket that made me stick them keys Checkmate, pray to the Lord, your soul He take Then I hip into the rob for my Fam I just got 'im, n***a [Hook] Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But f** sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But f** sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? [Outro: Brooklyn Zoo {Popa Chief}] Yeah yeah, huh huh (motherf**er) That's right, that's right, OK (alright) Yeah so {now you be knowin'} {Annihilate} {Get some papes like Bill Gates}