Wyld in da Club lyrics

by

Sheek Louch


[Intro: P.C.]
Don't take it per-son-al.. it's only mu-sic
Holla at me.. yo! Yo!
Ice Water! Yo.. yo

[P.C.]
Try me, P.C.'ll put a clip in a n*gga
f*ck a hole, my bullets'll dig a ditch in a n*gga
Listen, I've been reppin', only pack big weapons
One shot to the stomach, you missin' ya midsection
I'm off the wall, dog, I could off ya balls
Stick his ass to the rooftop, toss 'em off
Hit the Ave with the rooftop off the porch
I get money cuz it costs to floss, n*gga you feelin' me?
And if not then f*ck what you gotta deal with me
I've only been here for a minute but haters wanna get rid of me
P.C. creep with at least three heats
And a shotgun stashed underneath the backseats

[Stumic]
n*ggas actin' like you don't feel a draft
You seen ya man? Tell him I'ma kill his ass
And I don't, wanna talk I want a mill in cash
I come through 'tards sh*ttin', lookin' ill in the past
Cuz it's the, Ice Water, don't get it confused
And one false move'll cause me to spit at you dudes
It's Stumic, motherf*cker and I'm pickin' ya food
And ain't no one out you know that my n*ggas'll do you
Let's spit on 'em, rush these n*ggas
And crush several f*ckin', will leave a dent out ya liver
Only kid in the hood with a mustard ninja
Heard you broke down good, well I f*cked ya sister
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