Ls by KTS Denny G Lyrics

[ntro]
[?] my nigga
This lil Denny G man, y'all know what the fuck it is man, east side crazy
RIP Lil Pez, [?] shot [?] pump fifty
We out here with it, fuck you mean
Let's get it!

[Chorus]
Fuck the other side all they ass could catch the shells
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
L's

[Verse 1]
Fuck the other side, I guess they mad because I'm winning
Couple shots is what I'm sending, laughing at them bitch I'm grinning
Catch me in the buildings with them killers, they my niggas
We gorillas, bitch we hotter than the summer and [?]
Choppa hold 100 so you better clear that land
Banana clip or drum roll, boy that bitch sound like a band
He got a thirty, pop up, boy just hope that bitch don't jam
Baby it's the Pocket, war like this - Afghanistan
Damn, L's
[Chorus]
Fuck the other side all they ass could catch the shells
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
L's, L's, L's
Fuck the other side all they ass could catch the shells
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
L's, L's

[Verse 2]
And we doing dro in a all black beamer 4-door [?] we strapped
Fifty in the MAC, nigga gettin' clapped
Whacked a lil nigga, hit the hood, get slapped
Shark in the water, y'all niggas just bait
Thirty shot [?] my motherfucking waist
Lil Denny G give a fuck about a case
Stay rollin' up like we ridin' on skates
All my nigga animals, they [?] ape
I keep that eight, lil nigga get ate
East side gangsta in the motherfucking place
Spook [?] hotboy my ace
Run these bitches like a race
Oops my bad, I made a marathon
Smoke so much kush, it's never gone
Always got [my/might] carry some
Three bitches on my dick
Yeah I call that shit Triathlon
The leader of this movement, I'm not Denny, call me Farrakhan
Ball like [?]
You snitching, get your wire on
Cut throat, ear to ear
I get my Michael Myers on
L's!
[Chorus]
Fuck the other side all they ass could catch the shells
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
L's, L's, L's
Fuck the other side all they ass could catch the shells
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
L's, L's

[Verse 3]
Lil Spook, he gon' shoot
L Jay, got the cake
My lil bro bro [?] [Jerry Rello?]
Lil Gee [?]
You better bring yo army ho, I can't forget 'bout Ronnie Moe
Denny G, MT, Jimmy, Corey, TZ, PD
Young L's strapped man
Shout out to them hitters and
And Rouga [World/Rell] and Pacman
East side official, L's up, PT
Dro City, Lamron, STL, RIP
Been in it since a shorty, be dead by time I'm forty
I live by the gun, you know that I'll come out that story
I'm fucking with them hitters, drug dealers, straight gorillas
And all my motherfucking niggas
L's!
[Chorus]
Fuck the other side all they ass could catch the shells
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Get this money, fuck these bitches, man it never fails
L's, L's, L's
Fuck the other side you ain't fucking with these L's
You ain't Pocket Town, you ain't fucking with the L's
Free lil Spook and lil Gee that's on the L's, nigga
L's

[Outro]
L's ez and pz
Treys fulla PD that's my motherfucking brotha
Free the guys tho
We all here with it
East side crazy
Bitch
[?] what you doin'
Y'all already know what it is man, it's east side shit man
Stony Island Productions, L's up
RIP Lil Paris and Queen Lady Sha
It's a movement, we taking over
Motherfucking be with it, or without it
Let's get it