Rowdy A

[Intro] I am very high and very drunk Where are we? [Hook] Attention kids, roll up an ounce Light up and smoke it in swollen amounts We are the niggas they warned you about I thought I told y'all get the fuck up and bounce I thought I told y'all get the fuck up and bounce I thought I told y'all get the fuck up n HOL UP [Verse 1: Oktane] Naw you little bitch that ain't incense, roll up Light up, inhale, exhale, slow up They shouldn't be talking all that bitch grow up Take your weed ignite it then blow up Dynamite C4 we are show up Now I'm on stage got damn it I'm tore up Bounce bitch, bounce, I don't need that slot shit in my house Never need all that, she'll take that And then bust back and do it all with her mouth Word to Travis young niggas back Bitch I blast this and make niggas back flip Young gifted bastards all back at rap You should all react like you love it bitch [Hook] [Verse 2: Price Tag] No, I swear these niggas acting like hoes These women acting like bitches theres Way to many ricos and not enough money making bitches, damn shame Oh oh, young crips growin up we was little C's like we was B.I NIGGA From the city where there ain't shit free but I'm still screaming free my niggas B-O-Dub gang and you're talking to the presidente Ever since the tenth grade me and my niggas been taking off days like barbers that need their rent payed Run that bounce that, show your heart I ride with animals, Noah's ark I'm a fuck her good and I'm a take her home And I'm a make her sit in the back like Rosa Parks Thats Price, don't ask no more Pass the blunt, you better ask before Pass the bottle we don't drink out cups Young niggas run the game, don't walk round us, nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: Oktane] Shut up! Trying to get at the thought of me and combine it with sodomy And it won't be as baddest as it ought to be I gotta be a prodigy if you choose outta your three favorite rappers you're gonna swallow me I am the black Chuck Norris or Van Dame I don't give a damn damn, or two fucks or one shit Whether you come with an army or one clip, I'm shooting like dice Now fuck you where's Price [Verse 4: Pricetag & Oktane] [Price Tag] I make this paper stress like fold out, beds Real nigga never sold out And I probably can hear you the haters talking If my fucking weed wasn't so loud But it is, so what it is same clique never switched real shit And I ain't sticking to no bitch unless her name is this script Hold on ! You know the plan, you know I can't Be holdin the hands, all i wanted was a pole dance Then I'm superman that ho like a Soulja dance And then kicked her to the curb like a soda can [Oktane] You know this man and now I can probably say That now today the I.E's down the stay And now we pray for everybody round the way Rest in peace this beat and Rowdy A