Lyrics
Got the beats that bang like it ain’t not thang
And everybody knows the name name same it’s all the same
Shakey Bonez, the Guinsu Master aka
Can you go a little faster?
Double Dash, in my past, now I stoned for the masses
Better watch what you’re sayin, better watch your ass
React fast when I feel the beat
Drop and a pop that sounds so sweet
Just give me the mic and I’ll put it to sleep
D-Loc's in the booth, the flows complete
Dump some weed, let me speak
Open ?? in the front, with a freak
D-Loc on the creap, style not cheap
Loc gonna flow on the M-I-C
So what you wanna do, just let me know
You got a little bit, but I got some more
If you wanna bark, I’ll react like a shark
Shark bits, bits, goes right for the heart
Switch em up, sit or move, let em know why you lose
Cop some tools, we’ll break em off
He’s the slayer, on the ball
He walks around, there’s no vacation
This time 'round, the boss ain’t playing
I’m diggin on ya’ll, what ya’ll was saying
'Cuz I don’t really care what ya’ll fools playing
So who wants to be down with US US?
Kingspade the crew that don’t give a fuck (fuck)
Roll another joint and go fill your cup (cup)
And if your down to mob with the Spade say what (what)
I had D-Loc's back since we was 8 years old
(You let 'em know)
5 houses down on the same street
(Runnin' the show)
Placentia City, better known as
P-Town!
We come from the suburb burb, smoke herb herb and put it down down
Just let me know what you really wanna do
D-Loc and Johnny Rich that Kingspade clique
Ain’t takin' no shit, ain’t holdin' no back
You talkin' that shit, bitch ass get smacked
Smacked like this, get smacked like that
Won’t play around, we play with bats
Better watch your mouth, you keep talkin' that shit
'Cuz you fuck around with that Kingspade clique
Oh no, I’m back again
Go tell a friend
Johnny Richter’s gonna last 'til the very end
Wanna blaze with me, well it all depends
On the snaps you pack, and what smoke ??
Got pounds full of clones, and most of 'em ten’s
Don’t tell me smokin’s just a trend
For me it’s my life, but I ain’t pretend
This ain’t no joke
Go tell a friend
This something new
This shit ain’t pretend
We’re do to get rich
There’s alot more, bitch
Who wanna test that Kingspade shit
Well i’m back again
Lastin' as long as I want too
Fuck around, better lose that attitude
Gonna get mad dude, gon' split that throat
I’m getting freaky on that ass like a tiki ?? with ??
It ain’t my fault that your girlfriend keeps calling me
Maybe it’s because when we fuck, she has a ball
The way I flip her all around and beat up her pussy walls
I haven’t figured out if it’s a blessing or a curse
And I still don’t understand when she says she loves the hurt
Plus she still hangin' around like a shirt in my closet
Waitin' for Richt to come big dick and rock it
You better watch it… when you bring her to a show
'Cuz she might be going home with me… you never know
Could be one of the boys, shit it could be D-Loc
'Cuz we all got every bitch, any bitch to ??
We got the game on lock like a deadbolt you dig?
I’m 26 years old, and man I grew up quick
I mostly kept to myself… growin' up as a kid
Now I run with Kottonmouth and the Kingspade clique
Who wants to be down with us (us)?
(Who want’s to be down?) Kingspade the crew that don’t give a fuck (fuck)
(Who want’s to be down?) Roll another joint and go fill your cup (cup)
(Who want’s to be down?) And if your down to mob with the Spade say what (what)
(Who want’s to be down?)