Somethin by Jay Villain, DavidTheRapper Lyrics
{Intro: Jay Villain}
I feel like Drizzy nigga Six God (God)
I'm a king big boss Rick Ross (Ross)
Makin' moves Rucker Park, Hot Sauce (Hot Sauce)
2 chains on my neck cold sauce
{Verse 1: Jay Villain}
Got the purple rag on, no Saints Row shit
Fake nigga claim the game, need to sit down bitch (Bitch)
Got the clip in my mag I gotta shoot it
Three pointer little nigga gotta pull it (I'm pull up)
Niggas thinkin' that i'm lost, ya'll are stupid
Bitches calling on my phone, nigga who this? (Who this?)
You put that Glock in my face you better pull it (You better pull it)
You got no heart lil nigga you a pussy
Sellin' shit nigga thought it was a market (Market)
Cock it back, nigga you a target
Hagel Boy with this shit, we the largest (Largest)
I took your bitch, back it up, then she park it (Skrrr)
Oh my God, oh my God
I really got the juice i got the sauce (Sauce)
Please don't let me catch a fucking charge (Charge)
All my niggas gonna play they fuckin' part (Yes they is)
Yeah, who the man now? (Man now)
Aimin' at ya partner, that's a man down
Beat the pussy up like i'm Pacquiao (Pacquiao)
Money on a head, takin' aim now
Yeah, look around
My niggas here never play around (Yeah)
Silencer, never make a sound
In ya house, lay your face down (Lay it down)
You better not make a fuckin' sound (Shhh)
{Bridge: Jay Villain}
I think i'm on to somethin'
You want smoke or somethin'
You better say or somethin'
She gonna bust it wide open (Yes she is)
She gonna show me what's poppin' (What's poppin')
She gonna be dancing down the pole
She gonna crack it up some more
{Verse 2: DavidTheRapper}
Haters stay the same (Yeah)
Money never change (Yeah)
Point blank range, dead nigga when I aim (Bow)
We be digging graves (Yeah)
I be getting paid (Aye)
Purple rag on we the Hagel Gang (Gang gang gang)
Messin' with the profit, i'ma have to off him
Fuck on his bitch, one up, then we rob him
Jay got the ice ice
Drippin' like it's Sprite Sprite
All you niggas mice mice
Smack her if it not right, yeah
I be on some Death Row shit
I mean 2Pac and BIG on some gangsta shit
Three six, Gum Springs, no finger prints
Nigga, If you fuck around then you might get hit
Zip up the body in the duffel bag (Peace)
Rest in peace X, fuck the Louis bag (Pray)
Prayin' for my niggas that had gone dead (Peace)
Red roses with a black hat (Pray)
Walkin' with the crown
Walkin' with the crown, bitches dance around now
Senorita pull me back, hold her back down
Niggas sneak dissin' till I put em' on loud, yeah
Hagel Boys, Hagel Gang, we the new wave bitch
I mean Jay got the ice, we in VA bitch
I mean when I call the gang this a whole new shift
I mean seven, four, five, we done reshaped it
{Outro: DavidTheRapper}
Hagel Gang
David The Rapper
Jay Villain
Hagel Boy Productions
I feel like Drizzy nigga Six God (God)
I'm a king big boss Rick Ross (Ross)
Makin' moves Rucker Park, Hot Sauce (Hot Sauce)
2 chains on my neck cold sauce
{Verse 1: Jay Villain}
Got the purple rag on, no Saints Row shit
Fake nigga claim the game, need to sit down bitch (Bitch)
Got the clip in my mag I gotta shoot it
Three pointer little nigga gotta pull it (I'm pull up)
Niggas thinkin' that i'm lost, ya'll are stupid
Bitches calling on my phone, nigga who this? (Who this?)
You put that Glock in my face you better pull it (You better pull it)
You got no heart lil nigga you a pussy
Sellin' shit nigga thought it was a market (Market)
Cock it back, nigga you a target
Hagel Boy with this shit, we the largest (Largest)
I took your bitch, back it up, then she park it (Skrrr)
Oh my God, oh my God
I really got the juice i got the sauce (Sauce)
Please don't let me catch a fucking charge (Charge)
All my niggas gonna play they fuckin' part (Yes they is)
Yeah, who the man now? (Man now)
Aimin' at ya partner, that's a man down
Beat the pussy up like i'm Pacquiao (Pacquiao)
Money on a head, takin' aim now
Yeah, look around
My niggas here never play around (Yeah)
Silencer, never make a sound
In ya house, lay your face down (Lay it down)
You better not make a fuckin' sound (Shhh)
{Bridge: Jay Villain}
I think i'm on to somethin'
You want smoke or somethin'
You better say or somethin'
She gonna bust it wide open (Yes she is)
She gonna show me what's poppin' (What's poppin')
She gonna be dancing down the pole
She gonna crack it up some more
{Verse 2: DavidTheRapper}
Haters stay the same (Yeah)
Money never change (Yeah)
Point blank range, dead nigga when I aim (Bow)
We be digging graves (Yeah)
I be getting paid (Aye)
Purple rag on we the Hagel Gang (Gang gang gang)
Messin' with the profit, i'ma have to off him
Fuck on his bitch, one up, then we rob him
Jay got the ice ice
Drippin' like it's Sprite Sprite
All you niggas mice mice
Smack her if it not right, yeah
I be on some Death Row shit
I mean 2Pac and BIG on some gangsta shit
Three six, Gum Springs, no finger prints
Nigga, If you fuck around then you might get hit
Zip up the body in the duffel bag (Peace)
Rest in peace X, fuck the Louis bag (Pray)
Prayin' for my niggas that had gone dead (Peace)
Red roses with a black hat (Pray)
Walkin' with the crown
Walkin' with the crown, bitches dance around now
Senorita pull me back, hold her back down
Niggas sneak dissin' till I put em' on loud, yeah
Hagel Boys, Hagel Gang, we the new wave bitch
I mean Jay got the ice, we in VA bitch
I mean when I call the gang this a whole new shift
I mean seven, four, five, we done reshaped it
{Outro: DavidTheRapper}
Hagel Gang
David The Rapper
Jay Villain
Hagel Boy Productions