"GET JIGGY" lyrics
Baby Kia, Lil Slixk & Lil Reaper Lyrics
Knife on the stick, tryna get jiggy
They had found that boy alive, all of his body parts was missin' (Grr)
It's time to spin, let's go get busy
Bitch, I'm hangin' out the truck, E-Brake and BK come through creepin' (Grr)
What the fuck is seven six?
Pull up hangin' out the sunroof
Set the course, I send a blitz
You said the words, just know we comin'
E-Brake, buddy, U-turned BK out the window, Draco thumpin'
Huh? What? Big Glock for that ass, take his feet
All of my brothers throwin' twos, hundred flashin' the rifle
Nigga know we bangin' for peace
Clique up in the county, push up to the 'burb
Posted at 5:32, nigga, come through the back
One way and get left on the curb
They done got me in that mode
Niggas speakin' on Lil Cal, they left four feet all on that floor
Yeah, we been caught up with Ju5, catch L5 and take his soul
Drebo dissin' BK name, I bet he can't post at that store
YC video pop out, we finna shoot up Texaco
Seven six dual .57, break the glass up off the door
Oh, I heard they slid on gang, it's get back gang, shot five by bro
Oh, I heard my opps got switches, when I see them never blow
Just got the drop up on the opps, we put C4 up on his door
Heard BK back inside the party, ho shakin' ass, he finna blow
Smack a opp hoe from the back, that pussy trash, she gotta go
Got a fat boy in my blunt, I'm smokin' Mark, I know they blow
Blaow, hawk that pussy boy, think that shit funny
When we kill Lil Core, we do him bad
Might strip his ass, might take his money (Boy, gimme that shit)
Baow, huh, ain't never run, boy, that shit cap
This some two four, swear that Draco don't give a fuck about the rap
Odee geeked up off that Mark, that fat-ass bitch come round the lap
Catch him walkin' out the barber, Draco put him on his back
Big boy died inside his sleep, he tried to run off with them racks
BK doggin' in the SRT, B trail this whip, your ass get clapped
BK, get 'em right
Heard BK doggin' the SRT
Told E-Brake, "Fuck all of that, boy, stop, for a fact, that's CEP"
Glaah, glaah, come here
Yeah, Glock 28 with a button
Me and Lil E-Brake, we posted on MLK in the trap, shoot a nigga for fun
They had found that boy alive, all of his body parts was missin' (Grr)
It's time to spin, let's go get busy
Bitch, I'm hangin' out the truck, E-Brake and BK come through creepin' (Grr)
What the fuck is seven six?
Pull up hangin' out the sunroof
Set the course, I send a blitz
You said the words, just know we comin'
E-Brake, buddy, U-turned BK out the window, Draco thumpin'
Huh? What? Big Glock for that ass, take his feet
All of my brothers throwin' twos, hundred flashin' the rifle
Nigga know we bangin' for peace
Clique up in the county, push up to the 'burb
Posted at 5:32, nigga, come through the back
One way and get left on the curb
They done got me in that mode
Niggas speakin' on Lil Cal, they left four feet all on that floor
Yeah, we been caught up with Ju5, catch L5 and take his soul
Drebo dissin' BK name, I bet he can't post at that store
YC video pop out, we finna shoot up Texaco
Seven six dual .57, break the glass up off the door
Oh, I heard they slid on gang, it's get back gang, shot five by bro
Oh, I heard my opps got switches, when I see them never blow
Just got the drop up on the opps, we put C4 up on his door
Heard BK back inside the party, ho shakin' ass, he finna blow
Smack a opp hoe from the back, that pussy trash, she gotta go
Got a fat boy in my blunt, I'm smokin' Mark, I know they blow
Blaow, hawk that pussy boy, think that shit funny
When we kill Lil Core, we do him bad
Might strip his ass, might take his money (Boy, gimme that shit)
Baow, huh, ain't never run, boy, that shit cap
This some two four, swear that Draco don't give a fuck about the rap
Odee geeked up off that Mark, that fat-ass bitch come round the lap
Catch him walkin' out the barber, Draco put him on his back
Big boy died inside his sleep, he tried to run off with them racks
BK doggin' in the SRT, B trail this whip, your ass get clapped
BK, get 'em right
Heard BK doggin' the SRT
Told E-Brake, "Fuck all of that, boy, stop, for a fact, that's CEP"
Glaah, glaah, come here
Yeah, Glock 28 with a button
Me and Lil E-Brake, we posted on MLK in the trap, shoot a nigga for fun
