ScHoolboy Q - What's The Word Lyrics
[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]Go hard for the squad life(BANG)Brain with a stain on itShit flamed out the nozzleAdded full throttleActing high heater black ninasIt's young niggas heatin up PhoenixTop Dawg familiaCrept with a DillingerIn my 5th pocketChump niggas stop itSay you pressin' who?***** around and get a tattooHad me dumpin' out the sun roof (roof)Consequences you done ran thruCaught his ass slipping lookin' pretty in them sandalsKeep them gangstas in the streetsYou know that shit was handled10 speed, handle bar shift, Astro fitHopped off with a message in the clipInboxed read (3rd Verse)Hittin' till the 3rdI'll be back up on the curbWhat's the word? ( word, word, word)[Hook: Ab-Soul]We continue to bring you nothin'But that true gangster shitYou can move to groove toWhat's the word? x3We continue to bring youNothin' but that true shit, G shit[Verse 2: Jay Rock]Never had muchAlways had heart, Always had gutsI don't give a *****, I ride like a busHeavy with my flows while my niggas in the spotHeavy with the blowPlenty niggas broke, Plenty homicides, Plenty Mommas criedCare we wonder why?Stress on my thoughtsBlowin weed out my jaws4-5 niggas ridin' 5 deep in the carChoppers in the trunk, Choppers in the frontCatch a nigga slippin' then we takin' what we wantGang affiliatedA lot of niggas hatin'Cause a nigga steady beamin' like LaserProduct of my environment can't help where I came fromWatts, California where a nigga got his name from, name fromWhat it do? Go ahead and blaze oneBe patient my nigga we gon' ball when the day comeDisrespect the clique then I guess we gotta' take oneHaters throw salt so I guess we gotta shake somethin' x2So what's the word?[Hook: Ab-Soul]We continue to bring you nothin'But that true gangster shitYou can move to groove toWhat's the word? x3We continue to bring youNothin' but that true shit, G shit[Verse 3: Schoolboy Q]Young 50 raw central kid?Macks near *****in' lose your legProbably seen me on Figg 81 bus stopWhere niggas put the whores there?Needle poisonEverybody crookedLights out shootin' ranges, shit is dangerousKeep yo shoes tied motha*****aShit it gets live mutha*****a, shits realGet yo ass strapped up in the fieldYoungin' shoulda let ya muscle buildBroken jaws and them stars be the evidenceJust another nigga tatted up among my abdomenYall squabbles, Gang meetings, Set functions had my shit bumpin'Mid central way side stay jumpin'We ridin' outMiddle finger ***** the law, shoot they mommas house (haha)That's the word[Hook: Ab-Soul]We continue to bring you nothin'But that true gangster shitYou can move to groove toWhat's the word? x3We continue to bring youNothin' but that true shit, G shit x5We continue to bring you
