Flappin Lyrics by Originoo Gunn Clapazz

Flappin Lyrics

    Intro:
    Oh oh (oh) pass that spliff bwoy.

    Starange wondah:
    Yes yeas y'all o.c.c. be double o be the best y'all
    E-swift be always representing for the west y'all
    Let me feel up shortie with wide breast y'all
    It ain't no test y'all. come on, break it down take it there
    We take it there, we about to take it up.

    Top dawg:
    I'm pulling the evidence form all y'all fakin' ass residents
    Who claim that y'all community clam and come from heaven send
    You best to get out of my face with all that yappin'
    I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen
    I'm askin' you to gwan head with the boot
    The y'all weeds good but the green weed no good

    Starange:
    Mad niggas wanted so i'm glad y'all could make it
    Starange freakin' with the flow even with my hair braided
    Yo i hate it, when fake mc's make believe
    To be the bomb on the mic and get over with mad g
    Now fab 5 is like a household name
    On thee attack that was lead by starange
    You know me chillin' with number 2 and the o.g.
    Hoes be on me like that glow on obe won konobi
    Can't you see that wehn the storms on the shelf
    We totally crush lp's (we don't need no one else)
    So ask who can you rn to bus you won't escape
    From no one starange the shogun you hate

    (caboy boy caboy boy) o.g.c. we build or destroy
    Come again (caboy boy caboy boy) o.g.c. we either build or destroy

    Louieville:
    Do he dare think he will survive
    Goin' against ville stluggah number 2 from fab 5
    Originoo gunn clappa yeah batter originoo gunn stasher
    Tory if you didn't know end of story
    Part like land make way cause here come louie
    Quiet riot gets rid of the fools quickly
    See it's thee, 3 dimensional beams guns apon ya
    Storm watch watch clock if not yous a gonner
    I'd ratehr be meeting niggas in time and square
    Cause what is rare and gettin' extinct is niggas with shit to share
    I see his face i see his feet
    I see the gun and bwoy you are gon dead
    With 2 beer gun shots to him head
    Leave the war behind you painted tin red
    Thee o.g. with smoke spliff to him dead
    It's your choice you best not forget it
    You better listen to the words i just said
    Cause me serious armaggedion afight
    And we be prepared and aware and on sight for the enemy
    (where you gonna run to?)
    Too much flappin' pon streets need green
    Take it back to beat down a dope fiend

    Starange:
    Son i know what you mean cause shorties sill say that
    I know that ain't jack high off 8 black

    Louieville:
    Tough guy they lie they see moms in the precinct

    Starange:
    Sayin' where could he be cause i haven't seen him recent
    -ly, the mc from o.g.c. mr. period s-t-r-a-n-to the g
    Got y'all niggas scarred y'all ain't prepared
    For the business what's this?

    Louieville:
    Dismiss these niggas with the quickness

    Starange:
    Get your shortie wop cause i heard she had the thickness

    Louieville:
    Shifted trapped a flapper like john
    Crossing g.c.'s you fools are dead wrong
    So long boy voyage ghost be gone
    Those ? can't hand you up apon this channel

    Hook

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