T.H.C - Kidz With Gunz lyrics

[Verse 1: Skeme] Look, pledge allegiance, my middle finger up like f** polices Duke back better hide your nieces, cause I'm zoned out Tripping on purps and lean When I was 13, I could work the nina Just a young n***a tryna f** Selena I done did dirt just to bring the team up So now I bring the team just to f** the scene up n***as know what's up, I'm in a rover truck And with a roll of s*uts, she tryna pour me up And when she throw me up, bet I'ma hold her bu*t I bet that's why n***as wanna clone me, huh Bet that's why hoes be all on me, huh Best that you walk up slowly, because I got it on me And n***as don't know me bruh I'm stunting on these n***as like I'm Dana Dane Swerving lane to lane, my n***as banging gangs You n***as claiming gangs, you n***as claim the game But never came to hang, so sh** just ain't the same And now we claim you lames, huh? See man I came up flames, and try to gain a name And then I made the name b**h I ain't even wanna change the game These n***as telling me the rules have never played the game Now I'm looking like what the f**? I told you b**h n***as not to f** with us Cause if you f** with us we got to f** you up Pull out the bucky buck and leave you bu*toned up [Hook] Bunch of kids, with f**ing guns, big f**ing guns Bunch of kids, with f**ing guns, big f**ing guns Bunch of kids, with f**ing guns, big f**ing guns Bunch of kids, with f**ing guns, big f**ing guns, bang Big, f**ing guns, big f**ing guns, bang Big, f**ing guns, big f**ing guns, bang [Verse 2: Schoolboy Q] Real motherf**er from the set like whoa FIGSIDE FIGSIDE I'm yelling out grove, got your homies off sh** will prolly make the news Everybody dead, this ain't April fools, n***a Playing with your life, flossing all morning, we ain't get them tonight Soon as everything is cool, green light on sight Creep so hard, think god did I'm a f**ing loc , you ain't getting money, you's a f**ing joke n***a, what the f** you mean, TDE b**h, motherf** your team Knock, knock, knock, n***a clear the scene Everybody gone, only took a minute, I had the nina Glock And held 9 to pop, I got 9 to drop, around 9 o'clock, uh, n***a Yeah, like the odds, steal your granny sh** keep the foil hot I'm looking for the fiends with the grimy socks With the dirty nails and the girly tops Yeah, I'm getting rich tonight Sell your p**y b**h you're getting pimped tonight Yeah, make a right on Fig, get your dick s**ed, hundred bucks, right on trick Get guns, split wigs, yeah, a kid This world ain't give you sh** But p**y till you dead, the signature stack Cause you might get sick Cotton candy sweet as gold, let me see your p**y ho Throw it back, clap it slow, show me why they call you ho b**h I'm up I know you know, tell me what you playing for b**h I ain't fiending, what is you feeling b**h is you with it, b**h, I am with it [Hook] [Verse 3: Skeme] Now b**h just chill, this how it is when the sh** get real Pistol grip and an eggman whip, with a distant b**h On some pimping sh** Bars R us, now tell them f** n***as don't bother us I rap with the strap, no robbing us And we ball like ain't nobody guarding us Start back n***a, chopper to your head line, park that n***a You a b**h boy, where your heart at n***a Small fish in the water where the sharks at n***a Touch this, touch that, I bust first, you can't bust back Racks on racks yeah I touch that I ride henny while you walking with your bu*ts back n***a f** that, f** this, no f** sh**, cause I'm a YG I be, getting money, swear the dollar sign is my ID Say my n***a, I know you n***as heard, I don't play my n***a Next up, out the C.A, my n***a, I can sh** on these rappers all day my n***a Ye, ye, my n***a, money team flow Ray J my n***a That's a joke n***a, laugh, dirty money show we putting hundreds in the back Diss about mine and we running in your lap, have 10 for a line n***as coming for your a** Got a groove n***a with me, that's a whole front of 50 Single wood door F's in the room from the biddy Make a diss about mine and we running in your lap, have 10 for a line n***as coming for your a** Got a Groove n***a with me, that's a whole front of 50 Single wood door F's in the room from the biddy Whoh, b**h