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Kenzo Balla
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(Sandstorm) they hate how we walk, how we talk (like what? Wake up, we got a mission)
How we move, said we're lost and frustrated (yo, mar, turn that shit up, grrah)
But believe it or not, we're the next up on top (every opp shot)
We're the youth of the nation (everything dead, ah)
Notti Boppin', pokin' my hips (they hate how we walk, how we talk, pokin' my hips)
Smokin' Charlie, all in my spliff (how we move, yeah, he all in my)
Zay, Lu, this shit got a kick (said we're lost and frustrated, this shit got a kick)
And I mix it with Edot, now a nigga lit (make a nigga lit)
Call up 5, let's go spin through the Mitch (but believe it or not)
If I catch lil' Winter, I'm beatin' that bitch (we're the next up on top, yeah, I'm beatin' that bitch)
Like she wasn't just fuckin' on fifth to the Sev (we're the youth of the nation, like what?)
Lil' bitch shoulda stayed out the mix (ah)
Kenzo Balla, who bigger than me? (Like who bigger than me?)
I'ma spin through the 8 tryna dump on a G (dump on a G)
I'm MB, I could get super sleeze (I could get super sleeze)
Have his sis line him up and knock him off his feet (knock him off his feet)
Late nights on the Hill, I'm tryna creep (bitch, I'm tryna creep)
If I catch lil' DD, put him right to sleep (put him right to sleep)
Hop out the V, put the beam to his bean
Tryna catch me an O and knock him off the scene (ah)
On the Hill, where they at? (Where they at?)
Bitch, I'm lookin' for O's since they lookin' for Makks (since they lookin' for Makks)
Go catch a hit, let it clap, like (let it clap), 14 died, get back, like (get back)
Niggas keep dissin' and makin' these tracks (makin' these tracks)
But they never put on, that's a fact (like what?)
What the fuck is a DudeyLo? That nigga wack (like that nigga wack)
If I catch lil' Ddot, leave him where he at, like (leave him where he at)
Notti Boppin', pokin' my hips (pokin' my hips)
Smokin' Charlie, all in my spliff (yeah, he all in my)
Zay, Lu, this shit got a kick (this shit got a kick)
And I mix it with Edot, now a nigga lit (make a nigga lit)
Call up 5, let's go spin through the Mitch (let's go spin through the Mitch)
If I catch lil' Winter, I'm beatin' that bitch (yeah, I'm beatin' that bitch)
Like she wasn't just fuckin' on 5th to the Sev (like what?)
Lil' bitch shoulda stayed out the mix (shoulda stayed out the mix)
And she smoke on the bros, so she shot (so she shot)
Bitches rappin' what they really not (what they really not)
How the fuck she talkin' on the Flocks when bro made her hop and Kevin beat the box? (Like how?)
Dirty bitch keep talkin' on the Woks 'til a real right Balla knock her out her socks
Still takin' chains, y'all lil' bitches popped (y'all popped)
Ain't nobody believin' it's stuck (at all)
I'ma hop out, put the beam to her top (put the beam to her top)
Tryna leave a Gunna on the pave' (like what?)
And there ain't nobody on the 8 (grrah, grrah)
So we took a trip and spun right through the Have (spun right through the Have)
Oh, that's Yus? Knock off his braids (knock off his braids)
I'm smokin' on Notti and Lotti and Caine (Notti and Caine)
Balla be with me tryna let it flame, like (tryna let it flame)
We tryna put a hollow through his brain, like (ah)
Rah Rah, Beans, Yellow, Dummy (Dummy)
All of them niggas got wrapped like a mummy (they got wrapped like a mummy)
Nick, 'Lila, Ray Ray, Dubski (Dubski)
Two of them niggas got hit in they tummy (they got hit in they tummy)
Wayne, Mexi, AJ bussin'
So many niggas got hit in they muffin (grrah, grrah, boom)
And these niggas still ain't doin' nothin' (still ain't doin' nothin')
He tried to push up on me, so I punched him (so I punched him)
Ayo, TG, let's slide (let's slide)
We gon' hop out the stoley throwin' more than nine
And these niggas not spinnin' the 5 (they not spinnin' the 5)
I'm not gon' say it again, niggas lyin' (niggas lyin')
Rayy Balla uppin' tryna leave 'em fried (leave 'em fried)
He tried to run, got hit up in his spine (like what?)
Kenzo Balla, the demon on time (the demon on time)
I'ma spin through the scene with the glicks, do 'em slime, like (ah)
Grrah (they hate how we walk, how we talk)
Grrah, grrah, boom (how we move, said we're lost and frustrated)
Every opp shot, like ah
Ah (but believe it or not, we're the next up on top) what the fuck?
Like everything dead (we're the youth of the nation) ah
Notti Boppin', pokin' my hips (pokin' my hips)
Smokin' Charlie, all in my spliff (yeah, he all in my)
Zay, Lu, this shit got a kick (this shit got a kick)
And I mix it with Edot, now a nigga lit (make a nigga lit)
Call up 5, let's go spin through the Mitch (let's go spin through the Mitch)
If I catch lil' Winter, I'm beatin' that bitch (yeah, I'm beatin' that bitch)
Like she wasn't just fuckin' on 5th to the Sev (like what?)
Lil' bitch shoulda stayed out the mix (shoulda stayed out the mix)
They hate how we walk, how we talk (grrah, grrah)
How we move, said we're lost and frustrated (like what? Like every opp shot)
But believe it or not, we're the next up on top (like, like MB, MB)
We're the youth of the nation (grrah)
They hate how we walk, how we talk
How we move, said we're lost and frustrated
But believe it or not, we're the next up on top
We're the youth of the nation
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