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King Los

"Crew (Remix)"

[Hook: King Los]
Girl that body hypnotize me, it feel like a trance
When ya standing right beside me, I feel like a fan
I need this in private girl, give a f*ck who get mad
This that cold sh*t, yeah
She love that cold sh*t, yeah

[Verse 1: King Los]
Okay, I'm a westside n*gga from the L & G felonies follow my n*ggas because they wildin my n*gga
The city violent my n*gga, n*ggas be volunteering to body a n*gga
Provided they got to drop on a n*gga
I know killers with money too that drop the top on a n*gga
Bury the body in the ocean cop a yacht on a n*gga
I bought the choppa with a choppa
Money on your head that's a shopper
Flat face rollie that's a shabba
Take a n*gga b*tch I'm the pus*y poppin robber pop the pus*y while we watching cops and robbers ooh
Back to the story, lil black boy
Black out but never turn my back on your boys ooh
I'm the last of the Floyds, the greatest to ever do it in the rap category
Pap pap pap in the back of the Royce give ya girl back shots to the track now she moist

[Hook: King Los]
Girl that body hypnotize me, it feel like a trance
When ya standing right beside me, I feel like a fan
I need this in private girl, give a f*ck who get mad
This that cold sh*t, yeah
She love that cold sh*t, yeah

[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
My b*tch is bad I want her for life
Purchased a flight we gone do it tonight
I hope she geeking and keeping it tight
I hope she won't come and give me a price
I'm from the city they playin a fifty we keeping it litty you give it you gimme
We only toatin a toaster with semi
Soon as its over I pick up a benny
f*ck from the back and I'm pullin her hair
I do the cheating no playing it fair
She want a G cause her n*gga a square
Touch it and duck it she say she ain't care
I be so high like I live in the air
I be so fly like I live on a lair
You was just stuntin you wish you was there
I keep em coming I f*ck by the pair
Pull on your strip with a drum and glit
I got your b*tch with my tongue on her clit
She keep on screaming she c*mming again
Ima leave her and go give her to friend
Los, really who better than him
Talking to Diddy he said it was him
Pick up a duffle and bust it again
I pull it out and I bust on her chin

[Hook: King Los]
Girl that body hypnotize me, it feel like a trance
When ya standing right beside me, I feel like a fan
I need this in private girl, give a f*ck who get mad
This that cold sh*t, yeah
She love that cold sh*t

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