Lyrics

Gangsters bangin, nuts straight hanging Chillin' in the alleyway, signs straight beaming Up in the air I hear they don't care Get your motherfucking melon busted for a stare Love pumping through the heart, flowing through the veins Pop a motherfucker like it ain't no thang Blood shoot eyes from pufin on the bud Let me see that rag, let me see that luv Roaming through the hood top cut down Car packed so full it's fuckin on the ground Max with the homies spitting on the hoes Stop in the store for a cold 4-0 Grabbin on your balls, straight slanging stones Fuck the gang squad tryin to take me out my home Check my neck and I got yours Cuz roll with your set and keep that clown luv Throw your signs in the air Whats that? I don't check, I don't care Cuz I'm down with the clown everywhere Cuz much clown luv is in here Hey homes what set your clame? I'm in the rhymin game, wicked Clown Banging I'm just a mutha fucka thats down for the cause You can suck on my balls, unless you got clown luv Put 'em up, throw 'em up Let me see them mutha fuckas Flip 'em up, flip 'em down, flip 'em around Mutha fuckas mind all warped From breathin on the smog I'm all up in the shit, like if my name was frog Damn I heard a shot, but I got luck The mutha fuckas missed now it's time to shoot 'em up Here come the sirens I hear 'em gettin close Here come the squad, it's time to get ghost If you wanna stay you get beat by a pig Fuck that shit cuz were I live My boys got my neck and I got theirs Cuz I'm true to myself, bitch Clown Luv Throw your signs in the air Whats that? I don't check, I don't care Cuz I'm down with the clown everywhere Cuz much clown luv is in here Hey what the fuck you looking at man? My rag, my flannel, or the club in my hand? Well here go ahead, take a closer look Thanks for the wallet bitch Give me them duckets, motherfucking child To busy doing other things like hangin with my mob Crew got my neck, when push come to shove Never sell out your set, and keep that Clown Luv Throw your signs in the air Whats that? I don't check, I don't care Cuz I'm down with the clown everywhere Cuz much clown luv is in here (repeating) Yeah! Wicked Clowns in this bitch! You know? We all got clown love, you know what i'm saying? Clown Love got love for all sets, yeah! Project Born, PJB be up in this motherfucker! Yeah, and all those other sets running up there in Flint too! Yeah, check it out! All you motherfuckers runnin' up in this bitch! All the way in the East Side and the West Side, you know what i'm saying?
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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