We Some G’s (Pop My Collar)

[Intro: Don Juan]
Yeah nigga, Hood 2 Hood
Don Juan and Luni Coleone, nigga, with that mob shit, nigga
Kansas all motherfuckin day
This one's for y'all, bitch
Turn this motherfucker up
Crank it up
Turn the motherfuckin beat up some more, nigga
This is how we gon do this shit
Eh Luni Coleone, drop that shit

[Verse 1: Luni Coleone]
They call me Coleone, mob style for life
And I fuck a lot of bitches, your boy ain't right
I hit you with my pistol, your belly get splitted
Bitch you thugs on the new you stay with the bitches
Who wanna see me?
I'm an OG
Cause I fly by quick, shit you can't see
I'm a sniper, the only nigga that's told to stay put
Bitch nigga go get it, I'm off the hook
I'm Coleone, I pops my collar in my city
With a pack of my partners, sagging harder than titties
Just ask my brother Short Nitty, or T-Will
They tell you the same thing, that's so ill

[Chorus: Luni Coleone]
We some G's in this shit
Who wanna see me?
Pop my collar, if you don't wanna holler
We some g's in this shit
Who wanna see me?
Pop my collar, if you don't wanna holler

[Verse 2: Luni Coleone]
They call me Coleone, shit does what shit does
Go get me new hoes, that's me, cause
And that's the real deal,take it from me
Been standing and never shot, still tripple G
Ain't no fuck niggas in this trap
We smack hoes and niggas, never the cap
Hit a bitch in the ass, with a knife so quick
She'll sware she been fucked by 6 elephant dicks
I bring guns state to state, south to the midwest
Bitch might as well bring me weed and the best
It's Coleone, a nigga from the midwest
Big ballen, chop squad hard for the set

[Chorus: Luni Coleone]
We some G's in this shit
Who wanna see me?
Pop my collar, if you don't wanna holler
We some g's in this shit
Who wanna see me?
Pop my collar, if you don't wanna holler

[Verse 3: Don Juan]
Ain't no love lost nigga, when we ride like this
Shoot your punk ass up, and then fuck your bitch
In Kansas City all day, motherfuckers make way
Roll hood to hood smoking, when we strike in all black
Everything on site representing Kansas City
Cause I got my chroam weals, bitches gonna hateWe on that mob shit nigga, that drug dealer shit, nigga
Eye doctors, I'm a downn ass bitch
We take his money, like the crystal chris
I'm on dubs, cause I'm rolling 20 inches
Fuckin with Coleone, motherfucker, step back
When we atack, Don Juan, I got them gangsta tracks, bitch

[Chorus: Luni Coleone]
We some G's in this shit
Who wanna see me?
Pop my collar, if you don't wanna holler
We some g's in this shit
Who wanna see me?
Pop my collar, if you don't wanna holler