[Verse 1; Hood Dave]
Check it
Ghetto yut still I touch the road
Man I handle beef lyk a predator
Hit the target with the blindfold
No face no case
Blooklot informer handle business with the rakes
Big spliff lit talking numbers with the greats
Taking shots I can't wait
If it's beef I lyk it in pieces
Babylon set you up for the bleaches
Talkin some shit men u might end up missing
Ghetto yut but am still on a mission
Skate Skate Westside
We run up on you wen you slippin
Don't be stupid b4 you end a victim
Collateral damage am not on that package
System make a man move like a savage
You test a yut you gon get a reaction
Am trynna survive from that action
Skate on a man its gon'e be a disaster
Word on the street he a G but he still movin faster
Babylon pree in the streets like cancer
Pray to God that He give me that answer
Skate Skate
Hood Dave am goin all in for bread
I'm tryna make sure I don't meet with the feds
Dangerous moves I can't miss any step
It's a landmine blowin up
Skate on you like it's a drive by
Lagga!!
Don't make a yut go n get me a grabba
No I don't do revenge but I do me some karma
Squashin' that beef run-up on you with that drama
It's gon'e be a disaster
[Verse 2: Izzy 254]
Yeah, Hahaa Izzy!!
Skate skate skate skate party
He a Gangster he shooting he killing
I'm a gentleman I'm sitting I'm chilling
He got talent but got no experience
Fake circle he got fake friends
He a famous loner got no real friends
I take it way back when I started
Had 10 sub's with no hopes
I really did struggle when I started
But I moved on regardless
With my squad yeah we skating
She be waving I'm assuming
Tats on her face like Lil Wayne
Champagne on my hand like hooraayy!!
Like a fly irritating
Relax bae I still love you
Skate party we got drinks
We got much more it's all drip
Hold tight watch your drip
I'mma whip it it gone rip
No chips I do sauce
A bunch of drinks I do juice
I got the juice I got the sauce nigga stop trippin
Yeah, yeah
I got the juice I got the sauce my nigga you trippin
Yeah, yeah
My nigga you trippin yeah I'm tippin yeah yeah
Skate squad indeed hahaa
Izzzyyyy
[Verse 3: Jussie LeBlanc]
Let's get it!
Bat signal Wayne I'm back
All these niggas they kissing they Trippin they all wanna know where I'm at
Hit song tell em run it back
Drop a album man these kids wanna party
Get these jokers outta my house party
They copying these flows that I distorted it
Man I commenced this
I'm on some other shit
You on some ass shit
You on some dumb shit
You on some wack shit
You on the fuck shit
You on some drunk shit
You never got this
You never had this
Heaven sent trust this
Check on your bitch she blowing mah gram
Check on your bitch she blowing mah gram
She know I'm a G stop plaYin so dumb
She know I'm a G stop plaYin so dumb
I'm only a artist I'm no master strategist
I don't want no part of this
This is you man running this game with your eyes closed for 5 seconds fuck it u can't handle non of this!
Imma get it right now
Imma get it right
Imma do it right
Imma get it right now
Can't do the show without showing the stacks
I handle ma business I'm all bout the racks
Handle your business? you all outta racks
If we grading this shit I'd be gettin'a pass pass
Port on the dashboard
Ovoir I'm goin
Superman I got Louis (Adios)
I'm not a typical rapper
I find it not hard to read a DIC these words is the shit that I'm after Yeah! NO CAP!
Genocidin' a beat this is Murda
They feelin' so silly bout bout to blow up out the ceilin' I'm geekin' I'm movin so fast they can't see I'm speeding I'm fasta can't ketchup I'm rated R now
I'm zonin around in a joint
Rolls Rolls no Royce
In the streets with the Boyz
We Skate with the city they know us
We making the NOIZE they know us
Maintaining the force got boyance
Shit
It's a wrap
I bodied that......
Hoodrich Go'ne Pop On A Nigga For The 8!
LeBlanc!
Check it
Ghetto yut still I touch the road
Man I handle beef lyk a predator
Hit the target with the blindfold
No face no case
Blooklot informer handle business with the rakes
Big spliff lit talking numbers with the greats
Taking shots I can't wait
If it's beef I lyk it in pieces
Babylon set you up for the bleaches
Talkin some shit men u might end up missing
Ghetto yut but am still on a mission
Skate Skate Westside
We run up on you wen you slippin
Don't be stupid b4 you end a victim
Collateral damage am not on that package
System make a man move like a savage
You test a yut you gon get a reaction
Am trynna survive from that action
Skate on a man its gon'e be a disaster
Word on the street he a G but he still movin faster
Babylon pree in the streets like cancer
Pray to God that He give me that answer
Skate Skate
Hood Dave am goin all in for bread
I'm tryna make sure I don't meet with the feds
Dangerous moves I can't miss any step
It's a landmine blowin up
Skate on you like it's a drive by
Lagga!!
Don't make a yut go n get me a grabba
No I don't do revenge but I do me some karma
Squashin' that beef run-up on you with that drama
It's gon'e be a disaster
[Verse 2: Izzy 254]
Yeah, Hahaa Izzy!!
Skate skate skate skate party
He a Gangster he shooting he killing
I'm a gentleman I'm sitting I'm chilling
He got talent but got no experience
Fake circle he got fake friends
He a famous loner got no real friends
I take it way back when I started
Had 10 sub's with no hopes
I really did struggle when I started
But I moved on regardless
With my squad yeah we skating
She be waving I'm assuming
Tats on her face like Lil Wayne
Champagne on my hand like hooraayy!!
Like a fly irritating
Relax bae I still love you
Skate party we got drinks
We got much more it's all drip
Hold tight watch your drip
I'mma whip it it gone rip
No chips I do sauce
A bunch of drinks I do juice
I got the juice I got the sauce nigga stop trippin
Yeah, yeah
I got the juice I got the sauce my nigga you trippin
Yeah, yeah
My nigga you trippin yeah I'm tippin yeah yeah
Skate squad indeed hahaa
Izzzyyyy
[Verse 3: Jussie LeBlanc]
Let's get it!
Bat signal Wayne I'm back
All these niggas they kissing they Trippin they all wanna know where I'm at
Hit song tell em run it back
Drop a album man these kids wanna party
Get these jokers outta my house party
They copying these flows that I distorted it
Man I commenced this
I'm on some other shit
You on some ass shit
You on some dumb shit
You on some wack shit
You on the fuck shit
You on some drunk shit
You never got this
You never had this
Heaven sent trust this
Check on your bitch she blowing mah gram
Check on your bitch she blowing mah gram
She know I'm a G stop plaYin so dumb
She know I'm a G stop plaYin so dumb
I'm only a artist I'm no master strategist
I don't want no part of this
This is you man running this game with your eyes closed for 5 seconds fuck it u can't handle non of this!
Imma get it right now
Imma get it right
Imma do it right
Imma get it right now
Can't do the show without showing the stacks
I handle ma business I'm all bout the racks
Handle your business? you all outta racks
If we grading this shit I'd be gettin'a pass pass
Port on the dashboard
Ovoir I'm goin
Superman I got Louis (Adios)
I'm not a typical rapper
I find it not hard to read a DIC these words is the shit that I'm after Yeah! NO CAP!
Genocidin' a beat this is Murda
They feelin' so silly bout bout to blow up out the ceilin' I'm geekin' I'm movin so fast they can't see I'm speeding I'm fasta can't ketchup I'm rated R now
I'm zonin around in a joint
Rolls Rolls no Royce
In the streets with the Boyz
We Skate with the city they know us
We making the NOIZE they know us
Maintaining the force got boyance
Shit
It's a wrap
I bodied that......
Hoodrich Go'ne Pop On A Nigga For The 8!
LeBlanc!
( Jussie LeBlanc )
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