Ghostown - Throw ya G'z Up lyrics

Wunda: Quest beats J Formz: Yeah, it's Ghostown & 5 star, you know, it's Formz in the building Right here [J Formz] Beefin with Formz? I bet you gon' run Cause beef with you is like blue balls, you ain't never gon' cum Cause I'll give it to whoever, wherever, whenever You think you gon' beat me and I'm just like, "Whatever" That ain't never, ever, ever, ever gon' happen Cause there's 2 things I'm good at: fightin' and rappin' And honestly, I didn't pay dough to throw hands But if you keep it up, you gon' ruin the whole plan And I don't give a f**, we could scrap right here Pull out the gat right here, you'll get clapped right here And I don't really care how much you drank or who you know Grillin', I'm ready and willin' like "Where the f** did he go?" You're not pullin' that off and thinkin' it's peace Cause you think this is a club, but I'mma treat it like the streets So if it's gettin' late and cats startin' to act I'll blow your head off your shoulders, how's that for a night cap? Blow! [Chorus 2X: Wunda] You don't want it with them cause they seem nuts Respect wherever we go when you see us I see the hate in your eyes, you wanna be us Throw ya G'z up up, throw ya G'z up! [Cig] Haters might not admit it, but I'm so sick with it Mami wanna ride, then we ride, know Cig hit it Mami wanna slide, then we slide, so quit spittin' Got the 'dro in the ride and you know Cig lit it Riskin' flossin' ya shizz out on the street When these biscuits crossin' your ribs out on the beef You can see me tossin' your wizz out on the street Once she's done flossin' the kids out of her teeth They hate the kid, and they keep mean muggin' But I'll carve they grill like a Halloween pumpkin Pumpin' n dumpin', and face reality And put your mic in the closet with your s**uality Your life I dust and I spot hate in you Your wife I thrust and I plot straight at you I'm trife, I bust and shot 8 in you My knife's like trust and I got fate in you so! [Chorus] [Wunda] Man I'm too much to handle, like a slippery fish Only thing worse then a snake is a slippery b**h But I slip in the clip, and I'm spittin' the most rounds Only thing I'm leavin' after me is a Ghostown Why would you even pursue when I could make moves Without leavin' a clue, that's how I shake dudes You could take tools Take them j**els off b**h, that's how I make food, feel me? My n***as throw it up, I'm never slowin' up I'm 'bout bread, and your paper needs growin' up Thugs showin' up, mean muggin' us They bob they head cause they know that they lovin' us Ain't no hate in this world that could break me I look at the courage and I take off the safety They talk out they a** cause they don't wanna face me It'll be a hundred years before a n***a replace me [Chorus] Wunda: Quest beats, Quest beats, Quest beats