The #SWOUP Serengeti

SCHPARK (x2) Cold Killaz, Gorillas We get strung Coke dealers, Gorillas Run these streets Run these streets Cold killaz, Gold dealers Run these streets Run these streets Dope Dealer, Dope Dealers We run these streets Run these streets Smokin' weed we sippin surp Smoke Smokin' weed we sippin surp SWOUP What kind of SWOUP is it you makin' dog?? We never gave a fuck about these kids When we be ridin' Smoking on this kusher I be high Got the devil on my back N' a mofuckin shotty by my side All my killaz n Platoon gone rise We control the city,like sim city Turn a old town into a sin city Fuck a old boy, we been gritty We clock em ops, Killa Kel wit me My pistola smokin' n my blunt is Throw up sets till my fingers ain't function Fuck a bitch, if she ain't cooking lunch yet Have the DA tryin' fuck up my junctions Like Now I'm in the hood homey You know I'm strapped Build a "Big L" As I bump "L" tracks Livin' in a jail cell Shout out to ?FLakk? We gone hold you down Till your skinny ass get back Killa now it's on cuz my fam know who snitched We gone get his moms, lil' daughter and his bitch Sneak all yo clothes now we rockin' yo shit Swag on 5 trill so we make it more sick It's that horse shit we droppin We "Hedj" fam, meet more coffins Bring that Hitchcock often I was born alone, homey I'm a die mofuckin' mobbin It's Paper Platoon we get this Money, my brother I do hope That you're in heaven Smilin' down on our mother I'm a walk, I'm a march I'm a bleed, I'm a spark I'm a Trap until I die I'm a Rap until I die Forgive me god For I have sinned Got murder on my hand With a burner in a van What the hell this man gone tell my kids God knows. Spark got Problems and my heart shot You catch me out the crib I'll be dodgin' through ??dark spots??