Doc Hudson
[Intro]
Do that shit now (I heard about you)
Look this shit now (I heard about you)
Do this shit now (Man, you is not like that, n***a)
Do this shit now
You is not like that, boy
[Verse]
You want smoke we got plenty rods (Wahh!)
Hit stick, you havin' plenty [?]
[?] going deep in a [?]
We spend a band, finna give him to God
Why you get hit by it?
We finna spin the Benz, give that n***a ass right back to God
Marco in the can, punching every n***a the pod
[?], that n***a moving [?] (Pussy ass n***a)
[?] for my grandpops, and they true at heart
Better move with my hands [?], I'm in the shooter squad
[Verse 1]
Uhh backwood with a nine, know I ain't rolling a [?] (Wahh!)
Uhh backwood with a nine, know I ain't rolling a [?]
I'm in the cut with a ARP, like a crip, like a pimp
These n***as think lil' RRoxket rob, cause I walk around with milli'
I seen the blue lights, I seen the cops, so pushed down the pedal
Face shot giving concussion uh uh
Walk in the hood store clutching uh uh
Slimy, whipped out Hudson uh uh
Know the police start hushing uh uh
Pull out this stick, got a button uh uh
Hit a lick, he don't mean nothing (Pussy ass n***a)
[Verse 2]
We put that n***a on FOX uh uh
Go to the trap house get yo' brick, n***a building block uh uh
We spin a big n***a on four deep, but sound like a billion pops uh uh
Killed lil' bro and his family [?], so they in [?] uh
[Chorus/Outro]
You want smoke we got plenty rods
Hit stick, you havin plenty [?]
[?] going deep in a [?]
We spend a band, finna give him to God
Why you get hit by it?
We finna spin the Benz, give that n***a ass right back to God
Do that shit now (I heard about you)
Look this shit now (I heard about you)
Do this shit now (Man, you is not like that, n***a)
Do this shit now
You is not like that, boy
[Verse]
You want smoke we got plenty rods (Wahh!)
Hit stick, you havin' plenty [?]
[?] going deep in a [?]
We spend a band, finna give him to God
Why you get hit by it?
We finna spin the Benz, give that n***a ass right back to God
Marco in the can, punching every n***a the pod
[?], that n***a moving [?] (Pussy ass n***a)
[?] for my grandpops, and they true at heart
Better move with my hands [?], I'm in the shooter squad
[Verse 1]
Uhh backwood with a nine, know I ain't rolling a [?] (Wahh!)
Uhh backwood with a nine, know I ain't rolling a [?]
I'm in the cut with a ARP, like a crip, like a pimp
These n***as think lil' RRoxket rob, cause I walk around with milli'
I seen the blue lights, I seen the cops, so pushed down the pedal
Face shot giving concussion uh uh
Walk in the hood store clutching uh uh
Slimy, whipped out Hudson uh uh
Know the police start hushing uh uh
Pull out this stick, got a button uh uh
Hit a lick, he don't mean nothing (Pussy ass n***a)
[Verse 2]
We put that n***a on FOX uh uh
Go to the trap house get yo' brick, n***a building block uh uh
We spin a big n***a on four deep, but sound like a billion pops uh uh
Killed lil' bro and his family [?], so they in [?] uh
[Chorus/Outro]
You want smoke we got plenty rods
Hit stick, you havin plenty [?]
[?] going deep in a [?]
We spend a band, finna give him to God
Why you get hit by it?
We finna spin the Benz, give that n***a ass right back to God