410 - Hunterz lyrics
[Chorus: AM] What you gonna when the crashers summon? What's that smell in the air? Put it in gear and let's go hunting That week, we gave them a hundred Du-du-du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don't want no discussion You ain't tryna make bread or nuffin' What you gonna when the crashers summon? What's that smell in the air? Put it in gear and let's go hunting That week, we gave them a hundred Du-du-du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don't want no discussion You ain't tryna make bread or nuffin' [Verse 1: AM] Girls on man cah the music bangs Nuff times dat she wet her panties Man love chat 'till I step ‘pon flats And her legs get wee like bambies Opps outrageous, giving out statements Tryna crash corn at families Beef intense, so I cop me a skeng Tryna rain on 'dem, Ashanti Free K-Crash, he was doing up Viking Why you gotta be so wa**y? Girls on me, and I like her loads But she moves too young like Ashley Would wife a gladly, but she don't get me All she wanna do is stress me Stay away from trident Y.AM just violent He's not tryna impress me Big .45 with a Muay Thai kick But the kickback kick like Jet-Li Doing up houses bit by bit But the bit bix loves Coke and Pepsi You already know dat I beat your chick If you don't want wood just let me Man just ran when I wave that stick Cah the shotgun long and hefty Miles tryna catch 'dem fishing in C Mans been to the C, there's plenty Think about me I was raised in the C, had two shotguns at twenty Trident on me, IC3 Roll with the blue like Bentley She was on me, nuttin' ain't free True say the kid been trendy (Mally) [Chorus: AM] What you gonna when the crashers summon? What's that smell in the air? Put it in gear and let's go hunting That week, we gave them a hundred Du-du-du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don't want no discussion You ain't tryna make bread or nuffin' What you gonna when the crashers summon? What's that smell in the air? Put it in gear and let's go hunting That week, we gave them a hundred Du-du-du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don't want no discussion You ain't tryna make bread or nuffin' [Verse 2: Skengdo] 410's wet, what? Splash him, and splash his friend Ay, ay, Y.AM Sav ‘mence He'll do him and do his friend Oh gosh, he went on the bloody net Talking hella nonsense I'll splash him and splash his friend Trap stack, man can't do it like TS Man need to low all the vocal The boy try speak and he still got beating You got chinged and he left you Question: are you gonna back you bredrin? Kick down doors like Kung fu Wave it around and now everyone is stressin' (du-du bow) They ask, “Why we ain't social?” 'Cause most mans fake and they ain't in my interest Look at you, splashing on cotton I'll just sip on my tea and left him Boy better have that plan Cah me and the g's investing Skengs, ding-dongs, rolls of work I'm poppin' it eas' on a next ting Bro-bro, set that trend You better do that sh** like your best friend Filly, 4-1-0, F-Blocka be the best ends You couldn't be gang Ahh, man, you stressin' As we say round here, “You dun out ‘ere, that's a lesson” [Chorus: AM] What you gonna when the crashers summon? What's that smell in the air? Put it in gear and let's go hunting That week, we gave them a hundred Du-du-du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don't want no discussion You ain't tryna make bread or nuffin' What you gonna when the crashers summon? What's that smell in the air? Put it in gear and let's go hunting That week, we gave them a hundred Du-du-du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don't want no discussion You ain't tryna make bread or nuffin'