Fxther $.H.A - Ps2 Lyrics

That classic sh*t
Don't nobody know about that PS2 classic
These niggas lame, man

Uh, uh, yo
Chief Keef can't touch this
Chief Keef can't touch this
Can't touch it, swag all night
Ready to fight, ready to fight
Ready to fight, we ready to fight

Show a hater love, let em feel the slugs
The sound of the gun go
Sound of the gun go
The sound of the gun go
Show a hater love, let em feel the slugs
Sound of the gun go
Sound of the gun go
The sound of the gun go

No games this year
Here to win it all
Matching polo sweats over matching polo drawers
Sk8-Hi's on, Chris Brown, off the wall
Niggas catch applause when we clapping at ya boy
Catch another hoe, can't catch another charge
Bitches be fraud, cuz, it's snakes in the yard
Snakes in the yard, cuz, it's snakes in the grass
Diamondback niggas coming straight for your ass
I got niggas in the back rolling off slabs of crack
Peeped the tape, now they can't relax
Got a brother feeling like Scarface or OJ when he beat the case
Wait, let me catch the beat I'm feeling out of place
PS2 classic but we not playing games
Real niggas relate
SpreadLXVE on the beat, hey!
(SpreadLXVE, you bastards)
These niggas ain't f*cking with me, man
I'm outta here