China Town by Top Shottas Lyrics
(Lil Shade)
Aye get better cozy
You know we got your back nigga
My girl fine asl she talking bout whatever
Told her stop acting like that you my lover
Mama on my ass but its ok she making me betta
I dont care if i hunt a nigga down up in this weather
Hold on my vest
Pull out the tech
Cock that bitch then put in my sweater
Niggas talking shit im high as fuck laughing saying whatever
This stupid shit
Tryna ride my stick
Hold up you got the wrong idea
Dont fuck on a hoe
Sucking dick for clothes
Im not tryna hear yo poem
Lets ride through the storm
Roll a blunt with my niggas some more
My short has a sexy face
With a thin lil waist aye im first place
Leave you quiet as a mouse
Then put my gun in your mouth
Nigga beggin for his life i dont give a fuck
Shoulda payed on time
You stay tryna fuck with my life
Im out here chasing bags thats on my mind
Grind
(Big Teo, The Trap Man)
Out in china with the Asian bitches
My taste expensive
I pray for forgiveness
You pay the Reverend
My time dont waste it
My team is extensive
My clip is extended
Yo bae offended
Dont need the attention your man is breathless
Yes ive been the best
And my Flow agressive
WHAT
YEAH
Toking blunts out in china town
Dropped his body he was never found
Flippin profits ive been selling pounds
Drinking lots let my liver drown
Your shorty looking and im gonna pounce
Walk in the party my name announced
Dont catch me slipping while im in the crowd
My gun isn't shy he might blow you down
My shorty love blow she gonna let me pound
Been around 3 years and you know im still around
Out of the crib and my blick is out
Keep it on me if we popping out
(G sosa)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
G sosa
Gang shit
Yeah
Look
What flow should i start with
Beat hard got my head feeling nauseous
I might switch it up
I might go retarded
Beat go in and out
Like when a nigga just farted
And i got the big Glock
You can get your shit rocked
Smoking on dopem
Big Zips in the zip lock
Say we got the dracos
And we got the .223
Bullets finna blast you
Like a nigga who just sneezed
Damn
Im hot now
Yo bitch giving me top now
Pulled up on the opps and let off rounds
Now these niggas laying off in the ground
These niggas too soft like a fucking pop tart
Bullet spray go vroom faster then a nascar
These niggas ain’t hard
They ain't hit no fucking licks
These bitches they be bussin
And these bitches they be doing dicks
Big draco and it got the coola kits
Leave you in the back cell now you drooling bitch
Tryna freestyle this straight off the dome
I won't go hard bitch
I won’t go home
Yeah
G sosa
Aye get better cozy
You know we got your back nigga
My girl fine asl she talking bout whatever
Told her stop acting like that you my lover
Mama on my ass but its ok she making me betta
I dont care if i hunt a nigga down up in this weather
Hold on my vest
Pull out the tech
Cock that bitch then put in my sweater
Niggas talking shit im high as fuck laughing saying whatever
This stupid shit
Tryna ride my stick
Hold up you got the wrong idea
Dont fuck on a hoe
Sucking dick for clothes
Im not tryna hear yo poem
Lets ride through the storm
Roll a blunt with my niggas some more
My short has a sexy face
With a thin lil waist aye im first place
Leave you quiet as a mouse
Then put my gun in your mouth
Nigga beggin for his life i dont give a fuck
Shoulda payed on time
You stay tryna fuck with my life
Im out here chasing bags thats on my mind
Grind
(Big Teo, The Trap Man)
Out in china with the Asian bitches
My taste expensive
I pray for forgiveness
You pay the Reverend
My time dont waste it
My team is extensive
My clip is extended
Yo bae offended
Dont need the attention your man is breathless
Yes ive been the best
And my Flow agressive
WHAT
YEAH
Toking blunts out in china town
Dropped his body he was never found
Flippin profits ive been selling pounds
Drinking lots let my liver drown
Your shorty looking and im gonna pounce
Walk in the party my name announced
Dont catch me slipping while im in the crowd
My gun isn't shy he might blow you down
My shorty love blow she gonna let me pound
Been around 3 years and you know im still around
Out of the crib and my blick is out
Keep it on me if we popping out
(G sosa)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
G sosa
Gang shit
Yeah
Look
What flow should i start with
Beat hard got my head feeling nauseous
I might switch it up
I might go retarded
Beat go in and out
Like when a nigga just farted
And i got the big Glock
You can get your shit rocked
Smoking on dopem
Big Zips in the zip lock
Say we got the dracos
And we got the .223
Bullets finna blast you
Like a nigga who just sneezed
Damn
Im hot now
Yo bitch giving me top now
Pulled up on the opps and let off rounds
Now these niggas laying off in the ground
These niggas too soft like a fucking pop tart
Bullet spray go vroom faster then a nascar
These niggas ain’t hard
They ain't hit no fucking licks
These bitches they be bussin
And these bitches they be doing dicks
Big draco and it got the coola kits
Leave you in the back cell now you drooling bitch
Tryna freestyle this straight off the dome
I won't go hard bitch
I won’t go home
Yeah
G sosa