4 Loko
(专辑: Rolling Stoned - 2011)
Uh, right I'm a
loco, nigga, straight loco So think twice 'fore you cross my path Cause fronting on DZA's a
no go I
said a
no go, told y'all, niggas is a
Bozo To go against my word just take it from me cause I
know so Nigga no thought Bodied in the
trap, you get roped off Call me Polo Young Nigga this a
mothafucking Lo Sport Kick that shit like none other Rearrange a
deal, need more mugga Tryna get drunk as a
fish tonight Holla at my homeboy Joe Scudda Straight shots, I
don't need no ice in it Got me talking reckless all night with it All these old niggas on Gotti dick Real life, he ain't even like niggas Tryna be more like Bob Lemon Obsession with the
flow let the
beat ride From the
West to the
East side Light the
sour and bump this joint up in your G
ride Uh, I'm sitting high, I'm tipping slow I'm getting high, but I'm sipping slow Mouth full of golds, nigga I
got hella hoes I'm that Harlem mothafucka with that mellow flow Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine (Purple, we loco! Purple, we loco! On purple, we loco! Purple, we loco!) I'm a
corporal Been around the
globe, you're a
local Niggas know ya gaffe and we laugh at the
ash That ya pass cause you're more like Fogel I
thought I
told you You niggas hard of hearing, thought I
told you There's some new niggas eating in the
hood Shit. them other niggas old news We them new niggas Clappin at strong, whole crew's stable Me and my niggas run this shit Coolest niggas sitting at the
cool table Niggas pop shit on the
web Hide up in they crib cause they ain't able 'Til you GPS a
nigga's crib, tell some niggas where they live Like they worked for cable, but they bout that life You niggas ain't with it though You know, who you fooling? You know you don't smoke for real Why you tryna reach for the
doob? What you doing? 'Til the
next life It's Jet Life, flying high is luxury Ain't shit changed, still George Kush Still need eight lungs to come puff with me Uh, I'm sitting high, I'm tipping slow I'm getting high, but I'm sipping slow Mouth full of golds, nigga I
got hella hoes I'm that Harlem mothafucka with that mellow flow Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine Coming down, sitting clean, mixing that Promethazine (Purple, we loco! Purple, we loco! On purple, we loco! Purple, we loco!)