Which Way

[Intro]
(Lonis on this)

[Chorus: Pimp Tobi & Kookei]
Big Drac' (Big Drac'), make a nigga whip shake (Baow, baow)
Bro thought he seen the suckers, I'm like, "Which way?" (Where?)
They on the 'net all day, but they won't play
Nigga, you would do whatever that bitch say (Say)
Ayy (What?), man, niggas better stop that (Stop that)
Any nigga slide down gettin' popped at (Baow, baow, baow)
The opps too busy rappin', them niggas still ain't got back
Why you think they call us headshot gang? 'Cause we got hats
My new bitch thick as hell, but she not fat
I like to show my ways off, I do not cap
I ain't gon' lie, I just talk about my life, I do not rap
It's ironic how I never played tennis, but I got racks

[Verse 1: Pimp Tobi]
Like I'm playin' tennis, bitch, I got them racks on me
On the road, drivin' slow with them packs on me
Never lack, like a dyke, keep a strap on me
Nigga try to slide down this block, he gon' bap on me
He was shootin' dice with his life and he crapped on it
Slid down the wrong block and they clapped on him
In a Jeep with two hundred on the dash on it
Thousand dollar jeans, nigga still droppin' ash on 'em

[Verse 2: Kookei]
Thousand dollar kicks, still'll step on your lil' head in 'em
We came for your life, not your chains, leave you dead in 'em
Don't be the example to show niggas we ain't playin' with 'em
I fell in love with that Glock 27, I be layin' with 'em
That chop pushed his ass up the street, you'd think a van hit him
Folks will hit you for a body, I let my mans get 'em
My young dog ridin' with three K's, he got the Klan with him
We got buttons on the back of our Glocks, but we ain't playin' with 'em

[Chorus: Pimp Tobi & Kookei]
Big Drac' (Big Drac'), make a nigga whip shake (Baow, baow)
Bro thought he seen the suckers, I'm like, "Which way?" (Where?)
They on the 'net all day, but they won't play
Nigga, you would do whatever that bitch say (Say)
Ayy (What?), man, niggas better stop that (Stop that)
Any nigga slide down gettin' popped at (Baow, baow, baow)
The opps too busy rappin', them niggas still ain't got back
Why you think they call us headshot gang? 'Cause we got hats
My new bitch thick as hell, but she not fat
I like to show my ways off, I do not cap
I ain't gon' lie, I just talk about my life, I do not rap
It's ironic how I never played tennis, but I got racks