WORK E

All the above. KI Dubz, Scrooge Macduff. Jump, jump. My nigga CH. Say my niggas be moving that work. I trap. Boogie be mixing that work. Trap. My bitch all she do is just twerk. Woo. Then I put my hand up her skirt. Gang, Say my youngers be mashing that work. Gang. Load up them hammers then lurk. Luh, Thirty-six ounce get you burst. Woo. Thirty-six ounce get you chirped. Yeah, Say my niggas be moving that work. Gang. Boogie be mixing that work. Work. My bitch all she do is just twerk. Trap. Then I put my hand up her skirt. Gang, gang. Say my youngers be mashing that work. Woo. Load up them hammers then lurk. That's ice. Thirty-six ounce get you burst. Gang. Thirty-six ounce get you chirped. One pounders and grams get you roped. Sucked. Seventeen inch on the pole. Pop. Four and a half get you dope. Done. Four in the trap for the smoke. Dab. I'm still on the chill with my woes. Gang. CH on the beat for the keys. Calm. Link Scrooge Macduff for the trees. Wiz. But you link Kid when you got a C. Kid. Free all the mob in the can. Free 'em. drillers like metal in trap. Free 'em up. Free all the oppers in fact. Free 'em up. When we catch 'em, they wish They went back. Ah. Mugga, my brudda, my ак. My woah. Remember the gang in my raps. My bro. Now niggas, they flying up Qua. Qua. A5-and-soup selling all of the wraps. Say my niggas be moving that work. I trap. Boogie be mixing that work. Trap. My bitch all she do is just twerk. Woo. Then I put my hand up her skirt. Gang, Say my youngers be mashing that work. Gang. Load up them hammers then lurk. Luh, Thirty-six ounce get you burst. Woo. Thirty-six ounce get you chirped. Say my niggas be moving that work. Gang. Boogie be mixing that work. Work. My bitch all she do is just twerk. Trap. Then I put my hand up her skirt. Gang, Say my youngers be mashing that work. Woo. Load up them hammers then lurk. That's ice. Thirty-six ounce get you burst. Gang. Thirty-six ounce get you chirped. Look, I got the hood on my back. Aight. I got this shit in my veins. Aight. I do this shit for my blood. Aight. I let it go on the mains. We started out doing dirt. Got older, was hitting them stains. Licks. I take this shit to my grave. Grave. I take the dope to my brain. Hey. Say my niggas be whipping it right. Aight. Whip out a skeng or a mic. I'm doing your wifey tonight. Night. She riding the ting like a bike. Riding. Patrol on foot, rah sup. Ain't nothing to ride all night. Faith. Them man not man, they're mice. Don't whip the curry, but I whip the rice. Say my niggas be moving that work. I trap. Boogie be mixing that work. Trap. My bitch all she do is just twerk. Woo. Then I put my hand up her skirt. Gang, Say my youngers be mashing that work. Gang. Load up them hammers then lurk. Luh, Thirty-six ounce get you burst. Woo. Thirty-six ounce get you chirped. Yeah, yeah. Say my niggas be moving that work. Gang. Boogie be mixing that work. Work. My bitch all she do is just twerk. Trap. Then I put my hand up her skirt. Gang, gang. Say my youngers be mashing that work. Woo. Load up them hammers then lurk. That's ice. Thirty-six ounce get you burst. Gang. Thirty-six ounce get you chirped.