Wally Traugott - K's Up lyrics

"You better get my muthaf**in' money back, you Slob-a** b**h 'fore have my brother come here put some work in your punk-a**" "What?! Lil' n***a you... you outta line right there lil' homie, you step down" "Naw... f** you Cuz You better get my sh** back 'fore you get bust tho" "No, it's like this You dropped your money there lil' n***a and I'mma take it You can go get your big brother, n***a" "Get down, you take it fool I'll k** your old-a** Slob, you better get my sh** back I bust your a** my muthaf**in' damn self n***a!" [AWOL] By now you should know that this is the B-K, n***a Slobs kinda deep but the Crips much bigger Blue Ben Davis and I keep this sh** saggin' I'm proud that the K gang straight blue raggin' n***a, what do you gonna do about a n***a like me? A Slob run up, I say: n***a, this the C! Cause everybody know that I'm a muthaf**in' Crip I got a Glock 9 waitin' for you slip So Slob get gaffled like b**hes when they chit chat Start wearin' the blue or get a peel cap That's in effect he's tryin' to f** with me While I'm slangin' the ki's and makin' my G's, G What's the use in the Elm with a dead rag Lueders Park chopped up in a hefty bag Holly Hood in a slip knot Moma's boy chopped up in a zip lock No pipe but I do smoke weed though A twin sack of the bomb-a** indo Did it once and I do it again I'm from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N n***a Compton [x15] Compton's in the house [AWOL] K's up Another Crip face from the East Side Baby Gangsta down with the hoo ride Can't trust no off-brand So a n***a gotta bail with a strap in my hand Elm Street, Lime Hood get crazy Choked up on a f**in' 3-80 Awol gotta go in again K's up, hoes's down cause I'm puttin' the point in Swayhooks wanna trip on a Crip But an evil K will straight empty a whole clip Can't mix with the Inglewood f*ggot Twinky Slob or Crenshaw Maggot Fruit Town get clowned like Tree Top Cedar Block, Lueders Park get the pop pop Can't fade a young-a** B.G More prop when I'm bailin' in the K-C Khakis low - slangin' llello K's up - I'm gone off the indo "What's up big brother Cuz? You Slob n***a tried to get me fo' my money, Cuz!" "n***a I ain't tried to do that Cuz, Was you in the hood lil' n***a?" "No, I always over there in that n***a hood" "sh**, moma gon' f** your lil' a** up, n***a" "Bullsh** Cuz, you got to gimme the A-K so I can smoke that muthaf**a!" "That sh** bigger than you Cuz" "Brothas check this out, n***a, let's do run up and check the fools out though" "Yeah" [AWOL] Awol is comin' strong, I'm pullin' the 9 trigger 50 percent black but 100 percent n***a One of the B.G's fightin' with sticks and stones But if I got a gat - it's on I ain't color blind, I see blue and red n***a Do the wrong color and you in the dead n***a You ain't C-K'n it, won't you stop sayin' it Get the '47 cause I love B-K'n it Like T-Bird "comin' out the cage" Time to lick the muthaf**in' shells out the guage Crippin ain't easy but it's fun - I got get my gun So I can k** DedRum Badboys - whatcha wanna do though? I got a 4-4 for a punk ave-noodle I'm goin to a cripnic to flood the days up Hub City , see the Crip face n***a, K's up "Hey Cuz, n***a, that Slob n***a, right there, gimme the strap Cuz!!!" "Hey... hey Cuz, don't get his a** beat, f** you Cuz!" "Aw Cuz, gimme the strap ??? for your a**" "You muthaf**a shoot his a**" "Slob muthaf**in' die Slob die! n***a this is Kelly Park! Die you Slob muthaf**a... Cuz... Let's go, let's go!..." Compton... Compton's in the house