Active 2 lyrics

by

Jdot Breezy


[Intro: Spinabenz]
Uh
Aye, gang
Nu' died, nothin' happened
Aye (Blat)
A'ight
Go, go
(Ayy, I swear Fernz and Renz patterned this)

[Verse 1: Spinabenz]
Nuski died, nothin' happened, I heard his homeboys whacked him (Grrrt)
Just told Ku, "Go slide through, kill any n*gga who lackin'"
'Netri died in traffic, Terise rappin', and still ain't smack sh*t
Studio gangster, ain't gon' clap sh*t
Wait til' I catch Lil' Cobe, I'm active (Grrrt)

[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy & Spinabenz]
Glocks out with a stick, it's a crack back
Spinz smokin' on who? Finna match that
Tell the truth 'bout this sh*t, Dot spit facts
I was thirteen years old with a big gat
Draco in my pants, make him get back
In the GMC truck, this a big splat (Grrrt)
Talk crazy on the net, got b*tch slapped (Go)
Zion never drilled nothin', he big cap
[Verse 3: Spinabenz]
Glock two, one strapped, this a four-five (Blat)
Drop any n*gga loafin', that's no lie (Drrrt)
Double clip on thеy set, I'm a vet, make a mеss, I'ma hit, I don't miss a n*gga, no lie
f*ck n*gga say, "Shug" then he gon' die (Blat)
This a fully automatic, it'll blow down
Older n*gga got his gun, might up
I'ma let him pull it out, b*tch, we finna have a showdown (Grrah)

[Verse 4: Jdot Breezy, Spinabenz & Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
Chase what's-his-name down, man, no lie
On Four-Five ridin' with a .45
No cannibal sh*t, I'll up my blick, he lack, now his ass french toast now (Blat)
I ain't duckin' no action, boy, I'm gon' slide
Stop lyin', you ain't never slung no iron
At the store, got hit 'bout four times (Whop)
If you ain't rockin' with a n*gga, then you gon' die (Grrah)

[Verse 5: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
f*ck n*gga say he gon' do what to who? (Who n*gga)
Three-Five in the wood, that's 8, Ku (b*tch)
Sound like I'm smokin' one, but I'm smokin' two (Two)
'Cause Three-Five got smoked, then 8, Ku (On god)
All that talkin' like a gangsta, boy, that ain't you (Gang)
Knock a n*gga out his car, now it's 52 (Gang)
n*gga played, boy, we on you n*ggas' ass too (Duh)
I'ma send you with your brother in that grass too (Drrrt)
b*tch I'm a local smacker (Smacker) (Aye)
You gon' meet a local pastor (Aye, aye)
Trap jumpin' like Vince Carter, A-Team, we're the local Raptors (Grrr)
Mention Jumpout Gang, we get active
n*ggas speak on Shug, we gon' smack 'em (Shug)
Big Draco, knock a f*ck n*gga backwards (Grrrt)
I just wanna talk, b*tch, I ain't tryna smash you (Drrrt)
I'll pass you to my B, if he wanna have you (Aye)
We be shootin' opps, like this sh*t target practice (Gang, gang)
Fire Denetri up, 'cause the P burn faster
Lul Leek' keep the heat, put him in the casket (Leek')
Caught a opp with the dot, tryna f*ckin' blast him
Bug out with your ass how them bullets past you
I don't talk, b*tch n*gga, I make sh*t happen (Aye)
Ask the opps how it feel when that chopper clappin'
We Jumpout Gang, KuKu Gang (KuKu), Lil' bro 'nem drillin' sh*t (KuKu, KuKu)
A lot of shots in the Glock, get your ass hit (Grrrt)
And I ain't worried 'bout no b*tch, all she get is di*k
f*ck the opps, them n*ggas dead, them n*ggas can't come back in this sh*t (On gang)
[Outro: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa & Spinabenz]
f*ck the opps, f*ck the cops, man
n*ggas know how we rockin' man (f*ck them n*ggas, man)
Double clip sh*t (Gang)
Haha (Bllllah)
Yeah, we active b*tch
n*gga know how we rockin', man
You make a song with them boys, you gon' die, I don't care, b*tch
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