Versa Beatz - f**in' Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Kyze] Man was forever in the bando Dirty trap house, getting that quick trap dough Used to chill around the flats loads It was me, Tax, Blacks and Rando (mandem) I don't see 'em but that's my fam though You already know how life can go Got a long beard like Gandalf Got a long stick like Gandalf 9 iron, my n***as can golf Stop trying, you n***as can go Ran them down, then they ran home Next day, they woke up in the sandstone (bang!) Can't wait till my n***as land home Got a gyal ready to give her mad dome They don't ever phone me, I've gotta tap phone They know man is a mapper and a mad [?] [Hook: Giggs] Low in the ride, we're gonna buck 'em up (buck, buck) You're gonna die, we're gonna f** 'em up Yeah, we be riding on them n***as Yeah, we be wiling on them n***as Look at the time, n***a, it's f**ing up (buck, buck) n***a, you're lying, n***a, you're f**ing up Yeah, we be thriving on them n***as Yeah, we be sliding on them n***as [Verse 2: Fix Dot'M] Came out of the can, didn't lose the fizz Came out of the can, didn't lose the beard We don't play around along here So mind out, you could lose your wig Rolling up a spliff, Roley on the wrist Rolling in the whip, rolling with my chick I was rolling on my seg-board, I nearly slipped I really got shooters, I really live Thugs make you do mad things, they move to you Make you feel like not getting money's unusual Make you feel right in the summer if you can get it popping Or you stay cool and in the winter you get to robbing Get to shotting, trapping on Christmas Day Pulling up on them n***as that's got sh** to say Pulling up on them n***as, the pole to the chin When I'm pulling up with my n***as, I know we gon' win [Hook: Giggs] Low in the ride, we're gonna buck 'em up (buck, buck) You're gonna die, we're gonna f** 'em up Yeah, we be riding on them n***as Yeah, we be wiling on them n***as Look at the time, n***a, it's f**ing up (buck, buck) n***a, you're lying, n***a, you're f**ing up Yeah, we be thriving on them n***as Yeah, we be sliding on them n***as [Verse 3: Gunna Dee] Out here from the YPB days Taking chunks out of n***as, I was out there with them PKs (Pepper Kids) To them crazy PYG days Watching how the whole hood replays Tryna get that money three ways Call it Freebase but it ain't free, call it three days (pay up) I'll give you a tip, don't get a knee blazed (pay up) Then round here, n***as slip, it ain't a knee graze I roll with some greazy negroes Couple cool n***as, couple debows (madman) They can't post up with my G's pose (nah) VIP full of juice, we just need hoes Those three there, yeah, I need those Or I'll throw b**hes out, like three throws He throws up, give him three holes See girls screaming like seagulls [Hook: Giggs] Low in the ride, we're gonna buck 'em up (buck, buck) You're gonna die, we're gonna f** 'em up Yeah, we be riding on them n***as Yeah, we be wiling on them n***as Look at the time, n***a, it's f**ing up (buck, buck) n***a, you're lying, n***a, you're f**ing up Yeah, we be thriving on them n***as Yeah, we be sliding on them n***as