Dj Unk - Flatline lyrics

[Intro, Hook: repeat each line x4] Let's f** his a** up!!! We f**ed his a** up!!! Now call the ambulance!!! Flatline!!! [Verse1:] .44 ducked off in my chevy let's f** his a** up And if a hata buck let's f** they a** up I'm black skied-masked up whateva is whateva' I'm watchin' n***as posted mixin' fruits and goose togetha' I keep that black beretta I call dat b**h my heater And if you play me close just like a b**h man Imma ski cha' Dem westin twins will meet cha' can greet cha' like a feature And change up all ya features call da Red Cross to treat cha' The club is off a meters the crunk they doin' they dance Security betta check em' or we gone throw dem hands Now A-Town stomp dat a** watch me bow his a** up (Aye back up!!!!) call the ambulance and now you f**ed Ready to pick yo a** up and take you on the stretcher We f**ed his a** up I hope dat God Bless Ya Yo team ain't hear to help ya do want it wit us I told you that we gangstas let f** his a** up [Hook] [Verse2:] (Flatine!!) his he gone? (Flatline!!!) Lil' Shawty dead (Flatine!!) he bust a move (Flatline!!) we rocked his dreads (Flatline!!!) 4 to ya dome(Flatline!!) I split cha' wig Imma grown a** man I don't play wit f**in' kids These n***as swear they hard these hoes think they bad But when it comes to beef they all act like drags Sissies punks and f*gs yo life is slippin' fast I hope you go to heaven 2Pac gone kick yo a** I think you need to breathe I'm cold so n***as chill Smoke you a blunt a kush go try to get a deal n***as bustin' forreal Big Oomp we tote the steel DJ Unk off in the Lac ready to twist yo cap back forreal [Hook]