clipping. - intro Lyrics
[Intro:Daveed Diggs]It's Clipping, *****[Verse 1:Daveed Diggs]What do they need?Powder, weed or Adderall?Let them in slowSettle them inCali', and know when they step in the doors and seeing all the hoesCutting coke in the kitchen and cooking over the stoveAin't wearing none of their clothes and it's closed and it go like thatNever wanna have to show the strapBut you got oneAnd it got drums that hold hundreds of billsOld and crumpledAnd real soldiers humblingHuddling round their heatersCompeting for millimetersLike "Who ***** the biggest?"What you got significantLocked and loaded, I'm patrolling peyote hallucinateAnd the realest shit going on with the homies the only way to get over itIs to get your weight up, and pray over all of the bodiesOf border walking killers is hiding beside the fact of the matter the gats will splatter at willEvery bunny in the jungle know it's kill or be killedCome get it[Verse 2:Daveed Diggs]It ain't no funIf it ain't cocaine in the system buddyBut I ain't got noneTo do it the way OG's banging***** wanna get sprayed to runAnd getting away with it anywayAnybody can get itGet it?Got itGod damn itCan't believe today was a good dayWhen it seem like every other day is a hood dayDo you see the irony?He don't know nothing about itThis murder ain't bout nothing butMurdering snitches and burning bridges with all the *****es who used to swing on the dick like it's good for physical fitnessYou fitting to, but no bullshittingWell better start hitting switches in thatLow, lowDrop it until it about to hit the floor, floorCan't nobody stop it when it go, goGadget on a ratchet like a hatchetHow she chop and screw the dick up licking after all the woodThe been blowed goodAnd blowed upGet thowed and running up in the guts and bustingCome get it[Verse 3: Daveed Diggs]Woop, WoopThat's the sound of the end of the party.Chew up the mollyQuick, pick up all the guns and get rowdyBetter be the best if they trying to be the definition of every of hood mother*****ers contorted visionThey snorting the gameSporting the flyest of fashion passionatelyWanna get some action, the bedMake sure the camera can seeThe ***** wanna enter in a war with a veteran?Who got a score to settle with mother*****ers for medelling?You think about the kettle, the pot has been plotting blowing until blueAnd they face crewsWanna be trueClaiming that youPocket or notBack it up dropAll that you gotInto the bagMade a tax right offTake it right off that assNow flip itDip itBrake itThe foot on the gasGo ahead and clip itPop it, shake itAnd make it go fastThe days of painting for fascination a thing of the pastWell, get your paper or partnerYou talking cash, they talking fastCome get it
