5 Finger Posse - Black Punk Rock lyrics

[Morque!] This that Black Punk Rock- This that hood goth sh** Blacked out on the block- And I'm trappin' like a b**h Shawty t**ng for the bands- Try'na slide for my clique 'Cause she know we on top f** yo' clout we gettin' rich This that Black Punk Rock- This that hood goth sh** Blacked out on the block- And I'm trappin' like a b**h Shawty t**ng for the bands- Try'na slide for my clique 'Cause she know we on top f** yo' clout we gettin' rich [WifiGawd] I'm a big dog- You a young bull Big choppers - big gas - whatchu' need boy I'm so gone off the dope, but I need more Drugs slap a b**h n***a wit' a skateboard Hit a lick, flip the sh**, then I go home- On the grind, going hard, no days off I'm going berserk - a n***a might Kurt - I need me an 8 ball I need me a xan - I rest my hand - that's all I can say judge.. [Sub 9K] b**h I'm leanin' out the flat- And I'm dressed in all black Got my demons - yeah they schemin' and you know they in the trap Got my b**h she in the back - and you know she shop at Saks- She all black - in that beamer - pull up on me if you schemin' Got a yellow-bone b**h, and she built just like a demon Top me off and then I'm leavin'- My OGs they 30 beamin' Spit them 40s like some semen Cause it's only headshots- Tryna get my head rocked- this gonna get yo' head rocked If you pull up on me, b**h don't think it's only head shots Got some shooters on block - some got 40s, some got mops I need fetti for that drop Euro money on my watch (x3) [ALVIN★ABYSS] This that hood goth sh**- yeah that punk rock sh** Kick a n***a in his mitt- if I heard he talkin' sh** Rock that Polo ski mask, I might go and hit a lick Five Posse with the sh**s - flipping souls, f** a brick- If he talking down on 5 we might run up in his crib- Hit up WifiGawd, ask if he was down to juug a b**h If a n***a talkin' sh**, put that blade to his hip Pack stinky like some sh** - 'cause I'm smoking out the zip [Yung Mojo] Got a ski mask on - and I'm down to hit a lick Don't need a 30 on my waist - 'cause I'll cut you with the swiss Got a good foreign chick, she don't speak no English Yeah I'm trapping out the whip, and I'm trapping out the crib Pull up where you at - and we shootin' up the sh** 223 it shoot through bricks - ain't no runnin' from this clip Red dot on his head, f** n***a - Christmas n***a think before you talk, cause we really with the sh**s