Just Clownin' (Explicit)

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Back again it's the jankiest the jankiest
W C
Still gettin' my stalk on walk on
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One of the G'est W S C riders
One about the Feds on camera with the folded bandanna
It's me the G you be a seein' Nighttrain sipper
Two fingers split I'ma get her once again I bring her
Skip skip throw it up throw it up
Give it up or get rolled up
Swole up thought I told ya 'bout this Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs pieces khakis and linens
The O G Godfather with the blue feather in it
The shadiest n***a what's crackin' who got the sack and
N***a what they goin' for everybody's on the floor
Make way for the loccest cutthroat with a beard long as Moses
Walkin' through yo camps and striking penitentiary poses
A straight vet Connect Gang is my set
Since a rook I did everything in the book
Puttin' those thangs on ya like bing bing when I get ya
Loc this rap game ain't ready for a real cap n***a
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C come on
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C
Now bow to the shadiest hood patrollin' west rollin'
Seven figure n***a still hi fi growin'
Pistol holdin' bailin' with nothing but trues
Jumping out the fo' in the corduroy house shoes
W C a G been in these streets for years
Been loccin' since the Force M D's were singing tears
Now what the f**k a new n***a got to say to me
I was pullin' two one one's when K-day was the beat
Nineteen eighty four Lo Cali Sports Arena
And off of jams I'm jackin' n***as for Filas
When Run D M C and Jam Master first bust
We was snatchin' mothaf**kas outta Nissan trucks
Raised from a crew of real killers and knick kickers
That never ran on ya
But was quick to put them hands on ya
Man y'all better figure us out quick
Ain't no rappers here we felons
Trying to make money at this here
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C
It's the cap peeler night grinder west rider hood ratacider
Deuce four seven all day everyday
Four deep hittin' corners in a rag Chevrolet
Started out nada before I turned rich
I used to do it for free
But now I ride for the paper
Maad Circle hit 'em up like bam
Where y'all from them enemies don't act dumb
Y'all know where we from
It's that fifteenth letter to times with the S
Cut off Dickie wearing descendant from the West
Steady square dumping in the center where the crowd
With my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima style
But ain't nobody trippin' 'cause we all about the ends
Plus fool I don't set trip I set trends
Now after this I'm givin' y'all about a year
We gone see how many n***as grow braids in they beard
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C
Not just clownin' we got thousands
Still out bangin' the streets streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
Y'all can't see W C C
The shadiest
The shadiest
The shadiest
Haha tata who wanna see me
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