Perm - 4 Door Truck lyrics

[Chorus: Grizzy] Talk about skengs in a 4 door truck Man I've been about on the hill, never seen that 4 door come (never) Trynna bring racks in the bando then I count all that up (Grizzy one fiddy) These n***as are booting and missing but the're rapping all that crud Everybody goin' get bunned (Get bunned) They wanna be cool with the crew (Move, Move) These n***as ain't getting no money but rap about a 2 and a Q (Dickhead) Talk about man they shot but really we do it to you I don't really talk just shoot I might see you on the news I might see you on the news [Verse 1: Grizzy] All my young boys love juk (juk, juk juk) If I have my hands on the mac belive me you'll hear that woosh (wosh) Theese n***as are raping but lying am really here in the hood (Theya) Seen an opp boy get shot, seen an opp boy get juked Can't see them man on the street but there doing all that rap (All that rap) Most of there mandem on neeks should have stayed in school like Zack (Lil Zack) All my youngers are savage there catting to grab on the steel Got a bando in counch and I got a bando on the hill Opp n***as talk about us but we don't really talk about them Juk, juk from a young age, how I got all this rep Most of them man have been shot but they want to talk on net (Joke man) Still walk with the skeng on me you can get corned like Tev Seen a boy run with his juk, Seen a boy run with his mash (Move, move) If an opp boy try diss me you can get bun like Zack Still in the bando in Tulse am in love with the cash (Grizzy one fiidy) That n***a got corned in his arm, the other got one in his hat (Real sh**) [Verse 2: Perm] On the drive with the guys won't lack drill a truck make that sh** crash (skr) Roll the windows down of the back seat then I see bare n***as dash (running legs) Get a round of applause for these n***as man don't chat, man clap (bombow) Got my young G's out in the dinger skeng moving like mad Max (skeng) In the back with Ted, with Kay man trynna trap, trap, trap Get blammed on the mains in the face, my n***as trynna take off hats Never see him in the field, plus that n***a got shanked And you talk about am lying on Youtube don't make me talk about facts Get a man down with the broom, one hand ting boom, boom, boom In the trap man chilling with cats, chilling with bare drug fiends Them man don't wanna spill no juice, just rap on tunes (Chatty ting) Get the drop when pacman about man'll just drill that too Hella chat from my shooty, bombow man'll still do it with two (n***as know) I ready drilled up his boss, mind how you chat man'll drill that too Put sh** on my name, f** mans friends coz we're smoking food (f** n***as) Free my right hand Ess, can't forget V man free him too (Free Ess) [Verse 3: Mdargg] On the A with the guys they know it's just war on twitter man (I ain't into that) On the other side with that big guy with three shots man licka man Ym dip dippa man Three shots three dots that's a different tan In the cut bare skr skr skr when man with Clippa Dan Am dargg am 1 5 with my young guys they move green like frog The're like dargg, opps wan' k** you, am like rah them man just talk We ain't into talk, we don't really talk to much, we don't really talk just walk Grizzy on mains Jazo couple uptop, man knocking on your door wahgwan [Verse 4: Black] Them man don't want smoke clippa I get the thirty Trappo weak in the bando n***a I get that 4's of each I break it down and stack that They say the're banging, brudda they just rap that Call me billy, dotty on me like am a hill billy Ride broad day, ash I don't see nothnig f** it let's go hilly I need to catch me an opp pack 86 what brown, them mandem have to k that Tin face, Wiper young boys been catting to spray that I don't rap I just trap Ramesha on my hip so I don't lack Juk, juk, juk, juk, juk Man just juked him Free the guys Free the team Dahm I miss him 17 gang man's shotters' itching [Chorus: Grizzy] Talk about skengs in a 4 door truck Man I've been about on the hill, never see that 4 door come (never) Trynna bring rats in the bando then I count all that up (Grizzy one fiddy) These n***as getting reported for missing but the're rapping all that crud Everybody goin' get bunned (get bunned) They wanna be cool with the crew (Move, Move) These n***as ain't getting no money but rap about a 2 and Q (Dickhead) Talk about man they shot but really we do it to you I don't really talk just shoot I might see you on the news I might see you on the news