MGD - k** Dat lyrics

(feat. Pappa Charm) [Verse 1: MGD] MGD up in this b**h and I'm ready Cut 'em down like they short and steady f** around and made another hit, everybody on the dick Y'all n***as on the same thang, I'm on some other sh** Strappin boy your plate is on b**hes y'all paid upon I'm the n***a droppin sh** that y'all bustas hatin on Lame a** broad came to Captain Kirk tapemaker Front line soldier ready to die for nothin order taker I'ma punch ya b**h a** then smack your neck up high Do it by myself so n***a f** what you talkin bout I'm a straight up warrior n***a jumpin off on your sh** on site I'm gone keep applying heavy pressure til you see the light [Hook] n***as talkin sh** better k** dat k** dat Hoes think we trickin better k** dat k** dat I ain't stuntin you funky hoes or you lame a** bustas I'ma push the blount and put all you muthaf**ers Watch that b**h smack in line 8x [Verse 2: Pappa Charm] Should the topic be about murder Or is a pimp a b**h that you dropped in the land with It don't stop, get your vest poppin the teflon what your legs put up on Is it you vision a straight bia holdin the MP Reload the MGD get your mouth spit on Represent the south sh** and sell PE Gone leave in a bloody outfit with the b**h, know how to get money But she crippled, probably don't go flippin any wrong Never tickled, she gone all out in the middle??? In the neighborhood probably get my check on f** you if you got your strap on I take those that I ain't hoed be the reason why I ain't got my mack on Matter of fact on n***as in the battledome tryin the outskirts meanwhile you never see em Jesus love that cream b**h on k**in out these b**h n***as for The one who tell him Me and Gol bringin chall??, and cut 'em p**y walls I be on some wang weird sh** wish me dog Cause I can bring it left like Lou Rawls [Hook] Crush that muthaf**ing n***a, smack that stankin b**h out Crush that muthaf**ing n***a, smack that stankin b**h out Crush that muthaf**ing n***a, smack that stankin b**h out Crush that muthaf**ing n***a, smack that stankin b**h out Move muthaf**er, get your b**h a** out the way Move muthaf**er, get your b**h a** out the way Move muthaf**er, get your b**h a** out the way Move muthaf**er, get your b**h a** out the way [MGD] Hey Gol I'm bout to punch this b**h (Pappa Charm) Busta keep me monkey, pointing at me and runnin' his mouth Thinkin that I'm lame try me n***a, ain't no poppin hoes I'ma bring to yo a** straight up at the front do' Head first muthaf**er, n***a put yo hands up Betta sit your a** down if you can't stand up I don't give a f** n***a, I don't give a f** n***a You ain't nothin to me but a lame a** f** n***a [Pappa Charm] I don't give a f** b**h, I don't give a f** b**h You ain't nothin to me but a stankin a** star trick I'ma flow under somethin well b**h you don't wanna come in Let's get something clear, Pappa like it from the rear Be no creepin off in your ear Then you can't manage your flat tire and your ice lodged over in the ditch And time b**h, not givin f** in a busta, betta bust quick Cause pimpin me facin the wealth is strictly??? done first Run his a** up on the curb, smoke my herb, that how a n***a get served [Hook x2]