Snoq Cypher

[Verse: Wavehi]
Damn, that's my cutest star spittin' right
Hol' up, let me go and get my vision right
Aight, we good, sure you ready for this flow?
Like, it's Wave, and every time I spit, it's so damn hype
Any beat I come across, looking good like a semigloss
See me up in yo' city, I'm droppin' 'bout a hunnid dah
Throw it in the back, because I ain't lookin' at what it cost
My crew be poppin' off
We be doin' it, we the next up

[Bridge: Wavehi]
Guarantee you soundin' trash
Boy you standin' next us
Creepy boy flowin' but no one can do it better
Bitch you guessed, uh
Yeah we flex, huh?
Westside noise, and my squad always rap on

[Verse: J-Truth]
Uh, hop up into the hollow nigga
J-Truth, westside, yeah we wave the killas
Yeah we makin' loud noise, we a fiction thrillers
Comin' so hot, I'm a lady killer
We comin' in so smooth, it just flows right
My crew and I, yeah, you know that we stay tight
Goin' to school and you know I'm a star fight
J-Truth, need I speak loud to the cloud, right?

[Bridge: J-Truth]
Sleepin' in Seattle and it ain't about that key-talk
Runnin' so hard, I'ma run for the Seahawks
Screamin' so loud, I just got that fuckin' boombox

[Verse: D Tom$]
Yeah dude, yeah dude
We just gon' harass you
We be goin' hard, blowin' smoke as we pass you
Spittin' so hard like a black dude, Shaq flew
Me and my crew gettin' wild 'cause we have to
Yeah I'm goin' harder than a motherfuckin' key on this
Westside rappers, but it ain't for nothin' free on this
"Nick, can you put me on this?" You know I'm number three on this
That's DT boy, you better put some D on this

[Bridge: D Tom$]
D on the beat, so get up on yo' feet
When I come around like Don with the heat
You know I'm mean
My 'fit be clean
And I may smell 'cause for that green I'm a fiend, uh

[Verse: Slaya]
Yeah
You know that we the illest
Put us on the track, 'cause you know we 'bout a kill it
Play this beat on loop, 'cause that's how we gon' run it
Better watch your step, or you'll end up the hit list
Uh, I'm the motherfuckin' realest
You can't even stop me when I hop up on this track, bit'
And I'ma pass this off, 'cause you know we 'bout a get lit
Lookin' fresh as fuck when you see me in my outfit

[Bridge: Slaya]
I be makin' money, can't you see me with my Benjamins?
Bein' super fly, like I'm chillin' in my zeppelin
Floatin' up high, you would think I am a Seraphin
But have you looked at excellence? 'Cause my name is a synonym

[Verse: Code]
I've always been a problem the day I got out the shoulder
Always actin' this way every day I'm gettin' older
Your bitch left you, she ask me to hold her
She left yo' ass cryin', I guess you could've told her
You sittin' in the corner crying, homie why you lyin'?
There's no need for lyin', everybody knows your ass is cryin'
Everybody knows your story, but your story ain't old
I don't care if you die, long as you don't die old

[Bridge: Code]
Your life don't mean a thing, even when I am the king
But you prolly don't know, 'cause your ass ain't bold
I got money in the bank, gonna buy myself some drank
Light yo' ass up with that prison shank

[Verse: Ou]
You made me lose my patience
Shoot your heart with syncopation
'Cause I'm ballin' through this nation
Reppin' no-bo's and lactation
They say I'm DJ Jazzy, you just not anti-climatic
Got yo' number one tactic, it's to call you all faggots
I'm Asian, sagacious
You're dirty, salacious
Slap you harder with this vocab
'Cause my diction's not contemplation
I spit conflagation, only up, there's no stagnation
All this shit is my vocation, known as two-inch long sensation

[Bridge: Ou]
Bodacious, crustacean, I'm swimmin' the ocean
I'm splashin' this cash flow, you sleep on, may sinna
I work hard, you all soft
These triplets got me hard
I smack off, but guess not
'Cause we lit, you suck dick

[Verse: J-Rov]
Ayy, we killin'
Straight kids fittin'
Makin' all the money, know we 'bout a cop a billion
Milli' milli' to a billi'
While I'm flexin' like P Diddy
Got the rehab for some new socks, 'cause we rappin', really, really
I been out here grindin', 'cause you know I got my head straight
Vision for precision, never ever gonna touch a brake
I been puttin' in that work
Pull up-pull up to the church
Pray God I don't get cursed, and then I fuckin' swerve on swerve

[Bridge: J-Rov]
Every day I'm grindin' like I got this shit on deadlock
Bitches tryna fuck on me, I hit 'em with that sweet sign
Pull 'em back around, and then I fuck on them I can swerve a clock
All these girls wantin' more, but they can't take the shellshock

[Verse: Crutch]
Creator, I can't sense birth 'cause I'm servin' through these words
I just verse, no rehearse
Rollin' with my niggas, on my level haters heavy
My squad flippin' cash, smokin' hash, move it fast, yeah
Young nigga spittin' shit on industry
Right, left side, black boy, this the illestry
When I pull up 'round the corner, you gon' see evil murder
From the beat, that's first 48, nigga

[Bridge: Crutch]
Burn on the track, pretty boy she on sight
Purple in my Sprite, we can't go down without a bite
Five style, keep it real, middle finger up
This the rate-, aw man I fucked up

[Outro: Everyone]
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