The Purge - Schoolboy Q feat Tyler, The Creator and Kurupt
[Intro: Joy, Q's daughter]
My daddy said you're a n_gga
[Hook: Tyler, The Creator]
(Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours
N_ggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
Why you look confused? Mothaf_cka, this is war
[Interlude: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, n_gga, uh, yeah, n_gga
Yeah, n_gga, uh, yeah, n_gga, uh, yeah, n_gga
[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]
As this G sh_t begin, put this product placement on your chin
The realest n_gga breathing, y'all pretend
Real crippy since I hopped off the swing
With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yeah, uh, yeah)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment
Deadline my clothing, don't f_ck with Pink Dolphin
Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened
Send extras through his chest bones, sh_t, he don't need that coffin
Most n_ggas would've run away, but me I'm out here walking
Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
Now nah, I ain't on no dolphin, f_ck rhyming, I'm cripping
N_ggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't steering, white Peter Rose, I ain't tearin'
F_ck your b_tch in front of your children
Steal your whip side of my building, yeah
Put my d_ck and nuts in her mouth, bust in her hair
I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear
B_tch, I'm everywhere and over there
You die here, let of a bag (YAWK, YAWK)
[Hook]
[Interlude]
[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's
C_caine my hero, you in Figg Side, getting Deboed
Always asking for the burner light, young n_ggas still free load
Heart big as my ego, don't fly around my signal
I'll re-end your dental, crippy my house shoes
Blue rag deciphers, murder I'm liable, you get the Eiffel
Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the strike once
Won't get the strike twice, you n_ggas half price
Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf
I'm smoking bath salt, two sherm sticks, burn this, ooh
Knock-knock through the condo's, Schoolboy from the five dues
But Hoover respect to you unreg, don't f_ck around, get that chin banged
Groovelining, Crip walk the whole mile
Belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, hush puppies
My Glock, yeah, f_ck buddy, make money, take money
Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny
I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy
You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, homie, yeah
[Hook]
[Interlude]
[Bridge: Schoolboy Q]
Bust my gun all by myself
Rock c_caine all my myself
Poured propane all on myself
Go so hard might harm myself
[Interlude: Schoolboy Q]
Yeah, n_gga, uh, yeah, n_gga
Yeah, n_gga, yeah, n_gga
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yeah, it's Kurupt young mothaf_cking Gotti
Still rolling in a 6, I don't f_ck with the Bugatti
Come up in this mothaf_cka looking for a b_tch
Probably s_cked on my d_ck then you kissed it on the lips
The [?], South Central setting them
Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles scratch
Get roped and choked and rope-a-dope'd
Extra overdose of the Oki-doke
Get a n_gga smoked, I ain't no joke
Tired of this bullsh_t and everything y'all talk about
They walked 'em in, I walked 'em out
They talked 'em in, I chalked 'em out
Now cock back that Oxy (Pow-pow, pow-pow)
Walking in South, pistols popping, top is popping off
Pop a tab in this neighborhood, rode it 60 bars
Ghetto tribalist, squeezing p_ssy like octopussies
Show me where the money at, show me where the kush is
Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes
This is the reasons why I won't be f_cking with pussies like you
Me, Tyler and Schoolboy Q, we told them
[Hook]
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