Qua Louie - Rated R lyrics

Yeah! Two goon gang, free the army, RIP the army. Ya'll already know the most sh** It's the gang baby! Ha! My young n***as so geeked up! Bustin' of all of them xans, I'm stackin' that chicken I'm flippin' that chicken', I'm countin my paper just all in advance. My lil b**h done left me, so now I'm just dickin' her friends, I'm slammin' the roxies, abusin' the roxies, she takin' the perkies, she rollin of ten In the trap with my Jays on, when we see them n***as boy its Kayz on. Lil singin' n***a, like Trey Songz, keep droppin' all these damn gay songs. Wanna diss me, better miss me, lil n***a with that bullsh**. I'm on 5th street yeah that's zone 6, where they sell d** with them full clips Why these n***as mad at us?(Huh) Cause my pockets fat as f**!(Uh) See a n***a clap him up! Why? Cause that n***a actin' tough! Rat n***as we annihilate, boy that disrespect we don't tolerate. To them real n***as and them thorough n***as I salute em n***a, I relate I don't drink that green sh**, I be charged all off the Actavis. Real street n***a that be getting money I don't even need this rapping sh**. f** the feds, we don't f** with feds, got my n***as booked on trafickin'. f**ed his b**h had to k** her p**y. Now she textin' me like "you immaculate." I'm so focused up, b**hes eye glow up, when the gang roll up. Eastside 103, n***a what my gang throw up. Imma f** that game up, n***a then put me team in it. Last night I had a dream with Martin Luther King in it.(I had a dream)And he was just telling me like: "Louie, (laughs) you really that n***a. (Yeah)And them n***as you be with is they really them n***as. (Yeah) Everything self explanatory n***a High School lil dropout still graduated didn't go to cla**. Still off that same sh**, operation gotta chase that damn bag. All these Young Thugger n***as, all these n***as to me they some damn f*gs.(Yeah) Drippin on em how you love that? Boy I'm splashin' on em with this damn swag. Big Louie I'm the f**in' G, lotta n***as can't they f** with me. Gudda with me, roll that f**in tweed, if she ain't f**in' him then she ain't f**in' me Sorry babygirl, yeah I apologize, babygirl it's so simple. Blue money on my damn mind, got them blue 100s on my mental. Pull up in a X6, I ain't cash it out, it's a rental. Gang bangin' and that sellin' d** yeah I'm sorry mama what I'm into. Lil n***a better go to school, lil n***a better read a Kindle. This street life ain't your life, lil n***a better use your temple. Louie goin' hard, Louie goin' stupid, Louie gotta switch the flow up. Yeah just like a damn squirrel tryna bust a nut, I just got nuts. Every week I be coppin' sh**, every week I gotta hit the store up. Everyday I be poured up, everyday I gotta f** my dough up. (CASH!)