King Los & Jazze Pha
King Los
King Los & Lola Monroe
King Los
King Los
King Los & Jazze Pha
King Los & Kid Ink & Sean Hayz
King Los
King Los
King Los
King Los
King Los & XV
King Los & Sean Hayz & DMX
King Los
King Los & Sean Hayz
King Los
King Los & Sean Hayz
King Los
[Verse 1]
So I think they cut my loose leaf, from the forbidden fruit tree
Oo,wee, excuse me, allow me to introduce me
It's all star Los, from the ball hog show
Don't make me make a Target out you Walmart flow
You know who I B. add the E.S.T
You playin games boy? I bring you this PS3
Finally The nerd and the bully had words
I throw bullets at bullies I throw bullies at nerds
Since the days of macintosh I just mac' and talk shit
Baby shut yo apple down With this mac and toss it
God damn what I got to start callin' names nigga
Like I don't do this for breakfast , I charlamagne niggas
Magical ass rappers y'all niggas is trash
Every bar talkin' 'bout how you saw niggas in half
Well that seems odd and cause niggas to laugh
So I'm at your door step with dog shit in a bag
[Hook]
I could go
Snapback, Louis belt, Vans on niggas
Polo socks pulled up, Raybans on niggas
Hitman, I ain't tryin' to make plans on niggas
Pray for 'em 'fore I have to lay hands on niggas
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
I just figured that the bigger man oughta say it first
Like lord jesus tell that boy to leave this
Situation alone holmes im jus goin' easy
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
I just figured that the bigger man oughta say it first
[Verse 2]
You know put 'em in the streets he a awkward ass nigga
They tell me he sneeze wrong I a cough in that nigga
He ain't 'bout that work ol' talkin ass nigga
Put the tommy to you Tommy off Martin ass niggas
Lames flippin' my bars but im landin' shit the best
Nigga think he got heart cause he sayin' it with his chest
We marines my niggas grab that metal and we serve
And come occupy your street like the federal reserve
Ye ain't never choppin a scale wit rock for sale
Look in your eyes and I can tell your pops was frail
So for my younger and my older brother locked in jail
I dig in these niggas ass like its lobster tail
Yeah nigga name 5 rappers fuckin' wit me
And leave square niggas with they pineapple's under the sea
Say Los bring the greatness back holmes im just stating fact
And all y'all niggas suck "April Pratt"
[Hook]
Snapback, louis belt, vans on niggas
Polo sized ,pulled up, ray bans on niggas
Hitman, I ain't tryin to make plans on niggas
Pray for 'em before I have to lay hands on niggas
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
I just figured that bigger man oughta say it first
Like lord jesus tell that boy to leave this
Situation alone holmes im jus goin' easy
Whoop his ass, whoop his whoop his ass all the way to church
I just figured that the bigger man oughta say it first