3 Emotions by KDOB Lyrics
“Them boys are lip lock-in”
(Verse 1)
Them boys are lip lockin yea you
My brother yea you my friend I don’t care
How it goes yea I’m riding until the end
Yea, They still talkin, talkin shit cuz they are
Out the way cuz I got the rampage got that ak
Let it spray. Let it spray shoot him in his lip
7years of age I already knew I was a Crip
“Say she love me” Ian got time for no love
Bury a nigga 6 feet with no evidence cuz
Got no gloves
(Verse 2)
“Got no gloves all is shawty want is love
Baby let me marry you let’s have us a son
The way you talk to me and treat me girl
Girl I know you the one don’t give a fuck
About these hoes because I fuck them for
Fun 4-5 revolver around my hip cuz I know
He gone run ion give a fuck about these lil
Boys because I know their my sons YBG3
Got that Glock attached to his waist you
Better run it ain’t no fun cuz he gone bust
At yo face it go “Boom boom pow” he
Better hit at yo face you better u ain’t
Gone run u better do what it takes you
Better not diss me,my boys because we
Gonna come back and if you don’t know
How to act we got 4-5s for the straps( nah nah)
(Verse 3) imma show how it is 37 with the Glock
You know I came with the bitch we got the magic
School bus and Ian talking miss frizz better hop on
Before we leave with you bitch, My Ex dump me for
A nigga wit cancer call the fucking phone it ain’t no
Answer yea I kill them all with passion cracka in da
Hood niggas what’s happenin. Got me out there
Runnin at the same block ion give a fuck because
We on the same block we got the tooly in the back
You know we got it everybody wanna get that fuckin
Pocket rocket. Unplug a bitch nigga like a socket, we
Don’t make wishes not the hobbit, you don’t get bitches
Nigga stop wait hold on keep on talkin let me reach
Inside my pocket
(Outro) KDOB
(Verse 1)
Them boys are lip lockin yea you
My brother yea you my friend I don’t care
How it goes yea I’m riding until the end
Yea, They still talkin, talkin shit cuz they are
Out the way cuz I got the rampage got that ak
Let it spray. Let it spray shoot him in his lip
7years of age I already knew I was a Crip
“Say she love me” Ian got time for no love
Bury a nigga 6 feet with no evidence cuz
Got no gloves
(Verse 2)
“Got no gloves all is shawty want is love
Baby let me marry you let’s have us a son
The way you talk to me and treat me girl
Girl I know you the one don’t give a fuck
About these hoes because I fuck them for
Fun 4-5 revolver around my hip cuz I know
He gone run ion give a fuck about these lil
Boys because I know their my sons YBG3
Got that Glock attached to his waist you
Better run it ain’t no fun cuz he gone bust
At yo face it go “Boom boom pow” he
Better hit at yo face you better u ain’t
Gone run u better do what it takes you
Better not diss me,my boys because we
Gonna come back and if you don’t know
How to act we got 4-5s for the straps( nah nah)
(Verse 3) imma show how it is 37 with the Glock
You know I came with the bitch we got the magic
School bus and Ian talking miss frizz better hop on
Before we leave with you bitch, My Ex dump me for
A nigga wit cancer call the fucking phone it ain’t no
Answer yea I kill them all with passion cracka in da
Hood niggas what’s happenin. Got me out there
Runnin at the same block ion give a fuck because
We on the same block we got the tooly in the back
You know we got it everybody wanna get that fuckin
Pocket rocket. Unplug a bitch nigga like a socket, we
Don’t make wishes not the hobbit, you don’t get bitches
Nigga stop wait hold on keep on talkin let me reach
Inside my pocket
(Outro) KDOB