DJ L Beats - Wit Da sh**z lyrics

[Hook : S.Dot] Don't try to hit our block we got shooters in a dip And we ain't trynna talk b**h we trynna do a hit Got your b**h all on my dick got this rolly on my wrist 30 on my hip , every shorty on the sh** Hell yeah we with the sh**s Yeah b**h we with the sh**s He gon try us cause all us with the sh**s With the sh**s, with the sh**s, yeah we with the sh**s So you better not run up on us cause all us with the sh**s [Verse 1: S.Dot] Slidin through my hood better not be throwin up sh** On that opp sh**, we gon get your car flipped Ridin in that foreign, i be on some boss sh** Them boys talkin bout they want war man stop the nonsense Actin like you hard get put in a coffin Pull up then we sparkin, ain't with the talkin 22, 1 in the top,yeah we call that jordan b**h don't ask me what it cost , cause you can't afford this I got choppers i got Glocks, i get them sh**s imported Catch a body, i got lawyers so it ain't important I gotta smoke some weed cause i got a short temp And your b**h she s** my dick, she let me record it 485 thats my company, we got endorsements Get you smoked quick , on that CEO sh** Remember in the trap sleepin with them roaches Remember cause this rap b**h we pushing Porches [Hook] [Verse 2: Tay600] Slidin through my hood better not be throwin up the bricks Bossman be hittin capes he always lurkin for a lick 45 on my hip, i ain't got time to bump lips 23 up in that smith, i got lil Dee up in a dip Say f** LA you get k**ed in the same day Lil Marc and shondale they got k**ed in the same way All black thats my gear when i play in that gangway Step out in all white like a n***a that slang yay Leaning off a six , and i just smoked like four zips Why she all on my dick if thats supposed to be your b**h Me and dot be off the sh**s cause we both got a short temp Slide on opps with 50 clips and you playing with short clips Call up front here they come yeah we got reinforcements We got more sh**, leave you stank like horse sh** Remember on the block in the cut with them torches And now my shortys scorching they jumping off porches [outro : S.Dot] Don't try to hit our block we got shooters in a dip And we ain't trynna talk b**h we trynna do a hit Got your b**h all on my dick