Add A K (Part 2) lyrics

[Intro: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
(DamnPablo)
Brrt
Ayy, Whop (Dot with that Glock)
Know what the f*ck goin' on (Tornado Kidd)
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Whoppa Wit Da Choppa]
This that Dre, add a K (Brrt)
Yeah, this that Mitch, add a K
That rap n*gga ain't dead yet, but I'ma still add a K
Spazz2xx, add a K 'cause this part two of add a K (Ayy)
Rod name got a K in it, so I ain't gotta add a K (Rod K)
I been smokin' jit ever since he passed away
I been had a chop before that sh*t was in my name (Whop)
On Trey D headstone, the whole gang smokin' 8 (Trey D)
Smokin' on a big blunt of Mookie on the interstate (Skrrt)
New packs on the way, always tryna up the score (No bap)
If we score, roll that boy up, then up that b*tch some more (No bap)
I know why La Cracka don't smile, 'cause Mista say he broke (Damn)
Was gon' double back, but Crocodile say he dead for surе (f*ck n*gga)
"Add A K (Part 2)," oh, this what y'all was waitin' on? (Part two)
On these apps doin' all that cap, somebody takе his phone
I'm jumpin' in the car before I ever drop a diss song (No bap)
Shoot him in his mouth, tell the doctor put his lips on (Lil' n*gga)
Smokin' on an old opp, we call that a closed jay (Closed jay)
Shot your dog, then disappear, I call that sh*t a fadeaway (Jordan)
When I heard what-his-name dropped, that sh*t made my day (No bap)
Jump in beef with us, you might as well add a K to your name
[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy]
Freeze, b*tch, n*gga, put your hands up
Choppa leave him bald like I shot his ass with cancer
n*gga, f*ck your dog, all that mouth, that's what he dead for
Six words for you, n*gga, "Go and pick your mans up"
Drive by, hell nah, n*gga know we ran up
Pop that pus*y for me 'cause she know a n*gga band up
You beat your b*tch up 'cause you mad she a fan, huh?
She eat di*k up randomly, I never tell her
Poor-ass, broke-ass, ho-ass n*gga
You the doorman, send you to the store-ass n*gga
Every time your dog die, we gon' smoke that n*gga
God, bring Mitch back, I'm finna choke that n*gga
Ayy, switches in the city, Ku, I'm spinnin', what you talkin' 'bout?
They say we cliquin' up, nah, b*tch, it's a mob tie
You made a new diss, but you just chalked your dawg out
Charles, you a b*tch, makin' songs what you all 'bout
I smoke 8, red flag, n*gga, big B's
Boolin' with my cousins, all love, we just get cheese
New opp pack, dead n*gga earned new wings
Mitch ain't comin' back, Mookie got his ass swiss cheesed
She tellin' me she love me, two words for her, "b*tch, please"
f*cked her for some hours, she like, "What you on?" Two beans
Every three weeks, opps go recruit a new team
f*ck n*gga, oh well, we gon' kill a new team
[Verse 3: Spinabenz]
Ah, sh*t
Mookie last meal was noodles, poor b*tch
And the late Mr. Great had steak 'cause he was rich
They got one thing in common, now they both dead b*tches
G3 made it out the car, Petey didn't
n*gga say he ducked the whole hundred shots, it was twenty (Ayy)
He still alive, so you knowin' we ain't send it
Ayy, I don't even hide 'cause I'm knowin' they ain't spinnin' (Go)
This that Bibby and Teki and Nine and 8 too
f*ck that n*gga Charles, that's who we tryna add a K to
b*tch got hit all in his spine and his face too
Rod K died on a drill, he a straight fool
Ah, sh*t
And y'all don't even know NoFace, it make me sick
And I ain't even know lil' Dre, but it was lit
Ayy, why you have to leave, Bibby? That's what you get
Ayy, Bibby and Teki and Nine got stretched too
Tornado Kidd comin' through to rescue
Talkin' out his face, that's who we add a K to
And I don't like them n*ggas who be talkin' and they ain't shoot (Let's go)