WAKA FLOCKA FLAME - Zip Em Up feat. Wooh Da Kid and D Dash lyrics
rate meI'ma rap all my niggas never change on none
we gonna stunt on competition
watch us ball on y'all aaah,
Hook:
White sheets, yellow tape
black band, closed case,
we got them shooters on the pay roll
they only move when we say so.
White sheets, yellow tape
black bag, close case,
we got them shooters on the pay roll
they only move when we say so.
Red crew anywhere, we put a dipping hoe
this the squad boy you know we on that fuck shit
bitch I wag fuck your girl and her partner though
I’m from Clayton county it bitch we robbing on
tuckthe chain and I thought he was a gangsta
30 D man I thought those nigga gangsta
talking bout fighting in the club
and no fighting bitch we struck up in the club
fuck you thankin big this claiko
everybody bosses here, what’s happening hoe
RIP to my nigga dum, I say RIP to my nigga dum
Hook:
White sheets, yellow tape
black bag, closed case,
we got them shooters on the pay roll
they only move when we say so.
White sheets, yellow tape
black bag, close case,
we got them shooters on the pay roll
they only move when we say so.
Chief like an indian, thugging like a panther
music like a G shit, Wooh Da I'm the answer
all I know is grind, get it don't stop
change shit, be a sim, count it for the top
we the other new school, you can call me vooda
be a sim thuggin, I'm a shooter with a shooter
skin so talk, thought so bright
she's begging me to fuck her I'm like in another life
who the painted for like I'ma can't fight
flow stroger it in the ball we can bet your life
we can bet it twice, Wooh Da never backing down I'ma mute the game
quite up don't make a sound
[Hook:]
All I get it roll I got shooters
dirt game in that chest off
you can keep that base all my shoot shoot for them make up
only staying with the same crew we rap shit,
niggas poppin make gangsta shit
and we test shit, take shit
bitch I got no has, ramble I'ma shooer
you know I got shooters, west shot for your medula
the nigga poppin with what they know who to fuck with
dirt game in the class squad, you know we on that fuck shit
nigga better get that mind right, cause that 9 tight
and I aim right and then shoot it
I don’t think about it, I'm bout that shit so fuck nigga I do it like nike
nigga I kill everything, niggas try me
It’s dirt gang in the mother fuckin we starting classing the time squad
[Hook:]
Thanks to Andy for correcting these lyrics
