Pipe Down lyrics

[Intro: Ro$ama]
(Ha, let that sh*t ride, Tony)
Stand up in this motherf*ckin' flame
Hold on, goodness gracious
Lord have mercy
Yeah, yeah
Uh

[Verse 1: Ro$ama]
n*gga what? n*gga who? (Yeah) n*gga where? n*gga boo (What?)
n*gga ain't scarin' sh*t but his motherf*ckin' crew (But hsi motherf*ckin' crew)
n*gga, huh? n*gga, huh? (Yeah, yeah) Don't flinch, n*gga, buck (Bah)
You ain't dumb, you gon' f*ck around and get your crew stuffed

[Chorus: Ro$ama]
Pipe down (Ah), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh)
Pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Ah)
Tell them n*ggas pipe down, "Pipe down," (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy)
Pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down, n*gga

[Verse 1: Ro$ama]
Where you from? (Huh) Who you with? (Huh)
b*tch, you lame, you ain't lit (600)
What you claim? Who your clique? (Huh)
You don't bang? You a b*tch (Motherf*ckin' b*tch)
You ain't sh*t
There's a whole lot of thugs here (Yeah, ha, let's go), n*gga
We'll f*ck around and tear the whole club up, n*gga (Whole club up)
Uh-huh, got the Crips and the Treys in this b*tch
Uh-huh, got the 60s and the Grapes in this b*tch
Uh-huh, BLs and BDs in this b*tch (What up? Huh)
And you know the motherf*ckin' GDs in this b*tch, n*gga (Go)
Talkin' down, you'll get your ass snatched up (Get over here)
It's the coven around my way, these n*ggas masked up (Masked up)
Better watch, you know them people ridin' with yellow tape (With what?)
Circlin' blocks 'cause my n*ggas, they don't know they shapes (Yeah)
Gang member, grave digger, known for gettin' active (TSA)
Waist trainer, young n*gga known for body snatchin' (Uh)
Forever ganging, my n*ggas steady bangin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
The city steady spinnin' 'til they dizzy, ain't no changin' (Yeah, damn)
[Chorus: Ro$ama & Duke Deuce]
Pipe down (Ah), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh)
Pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Ayy)
Tell them n*ggas pipe down, "Pipe down," (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy)
Pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy, what the f*ck), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down, n*gga

[Verse 2: Duke Deuce]
Uh-huh, b*tch, I'm bread stackin', play, I get to head crackin' (Head crackin')
Totin' a shotty, this'll knock you out your damn jacket (Out your jacket, out your jacket, n*gga)
We ain't bangin' 'bout no colors, b*tch, we bang commas (Colors)
In that new school, pulled your sister, old school, pulled your mama (Yeah)
And I ain't gotta throw the set, them n*ggas know I'm gangster (I stamp that, n*gga)
Nothin' but green 'round a n*gga like a f*ckin' ranger (Huh)
Forever mobster, a hundred in my car (Car)
In my city, watch your mirror, they'll snatch you out your Charger (What the f*ck)

[Chorus: Ro$ama & Duke Deuce]
Pipe down, pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh)
Pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Tell them n*ggas pipe down, "Pipe down," (Huh), pipe down (Huh), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy)
Pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down (Ayy), pipe down, n*gga