YG – STATE OF EMERGENCY

Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas talking 'bout I flopped The only time I flop is putting dick up in yo' thot, nigga Niggas talkin' a lot Talking I switched sides, I'm from Bompton treetop, nigga Ya'll know I ain't sane Be careful speaking on my name in vein, nigga That's bold, that's brave Matter fact, take off that watch and chain, nigga I ain't never felt this before I'm feelin' good, feelin' like when I'm in yo' ho If it's up, okay, kick in the door Kall 911 tryna deal with this smoke I'm in the booth writing sentences The homies locked in the boot with life sentences Fuck a opp representative Gotta watch what I say cuz niggas sensitive Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Blick in the cut tucked What the fuck, what? Nigga, fuck luck Got his soul snatched, got his ho fucked Run a play on his ass, nigga, hut-hut Aye, I had to buff up, double R the truck-truck I'm on a cleanse, I ain't fucking on no slut-slut Got it fucked upped, I'm with the Bloods, what? I know Crips too, set a nigga up-up Speaking on the West Coast, like we sweet, aye Send a ho-ass-nigga to get some cheesecake You get strep throat fucking with me, aye Dick in yo' mouth, fuck what they talkin' 'bout these days Do 'em dirty, no mercy Knock a big nigga out, Tyson Fury I'm tripping on shit in my thirties He ain't a shooter, man, that nigga Steph Scury Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it, niggas, niggas got it Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Niggas got it fucked up Saying I lucked up, luck how? What about them days I was fucked up? (Fucked up) Days I was starving had no gut? Shit cooled down, I wasn't hot I had no sluts (No sluts) They like, "How his career glowed up? That nigga can't rap and his flow, wack, wait, hold up" (Hold up) Niggas be poppin' it so tough Tlil I get up on 'em and black out and drop low nuts (Low) He pussy, he a bitch, he a broad (Broad) Nigga happy, he fucked my bitch, she a dog (Dog) Pipe down, she finna send yo' addy tomorrow Stop thinking with yo' dick, dick head, you's a fraud (Fraud) Live by the code, I'm a G Do 'em cold if we beef, leave 'em cold form this street, nigga Gizzle trippin', he drunk off the OLD E Totin' a 40 lowkey, nah, this the old me, nigga