Zen Tha Buddha - Gassed Up (feat. The Real Keke) Lyrics

South side, hoe
West side, hoe
East side, hoe
North side, hoe
South side, hoe
West side, hoe
East side, hoe
North side, hoe
It's The Real Keke
Let's go
Zen, these folks ain't ready
We big steppers in big steps
You know what the f*ck going on
How the f*ck you wearing the crown, bitch
And I got the crown on right now
Hell you 'talm bout
These niggas be capped up
Let's go, yeah
We ready
Who the f*ck got these rap niggas gassed up
Hatin' ass hoes need to get they f*ckin' bag up
Y'all niggas can't f*ck wit this
Y'all bitches can't get with this
You gassed up
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Realest bitch up out the south
Keep my name up out ya mouth
'Fo me and Ke pull up and blow your f*cking brains out
These new niggas ain't hittin' on
(Shit)
Ain't talking bout
(Shit)
Obsessed with clout
Acting like a f*ckin'
(bitch)
All for some ice on their wrist
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge of starting a lyrical genocide
Shifting the tide
It's time to rise up
My people ain't y'all tired of hearing them same old lies
They're trying to lead us to our demise
By having these industry spies conspire to ruin our lives
Pushing hidden agendas meant to do more harm than good to the hood
This cappin' epidemic really got y'all trippin'
Minds twisted
Don't get beside yourself
Cause this verbal AK got plenty of ammunition left
I'm never slipping
God is my witness amongst this wickedness
Ain't no trick or treat here
Just me and Ke, one time, for the streets
On this here fire ass beat
Who the f*ck got these rap niggas gassed up
Hatin' ass hoes need to get they f*ckin' bag up
Y'all niggas can't f*ck wit this
Y'all bitches can't get with this
You gassed up
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Realest bitch up out the south
Keep my name up out ya mouth
'Fo me and Ke pull up and blow your f*cking brains out
Ain't no going back and forth
I pull up like Lyft
This a coupe automatic
But it shifts gears
Two keys, I don't need no damn key
Don't call me "twin"
Bitch you ain't no kin to me
Friend to me
Friends turn to enemies
This industry is smoking mirrors, I can see
If it make sense, make a dollar out of that
These hoes washed up
They just want to get shots
Real love
If it's fake, keep dat
I told Dred, heavy on the rock
I need dat
Bitches stay lurking
Yeah
Get back
Before you get smacked up
She got three baby daddies, she get beat enough
He can say he really love you, but he still gon' hurt you
Hoes always apologizin', doing shit on purpose
I ain't sparing none of these hoes
You bitches worthless
Who the f*ck got these rap niggas gassed up
Hatin' ass hoes need to get they f*ckin' bag up
Y'all niggas can't f*ck wit this
Y'all bitches can't get with this
You gassed up
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Realest bitch up out the south
Keep my name up out ya mouth
'Fo me and Ke pull up and blow your f*cking brains out
Lyrical abomination
Mad scientist when I'm writing this
Ain't got to worry 'bout no court stenographer transcribing this
R.I.C.O. is all y'all niggas know
Trying to hide behind them weak ass flows
But we all know y'all ain't ready 'bout it
Y'all just talk about it
Real G's stay silent
You niggas be screaming like sirens
Goddamn, that shit is tiring
Ain't nobody buying
Just another rapper that cried "wolf "
Before he ending up dying
He got slain for saying Lucifer's name in vain
Darkness overcame him
He couldn't escape his own pain
The venom that they put in him was flowing through his veins
Songs laced with a plan of an escape
Blood red was the pigment that I used to paint a picture
For making these niggas think they was a real killer
With a soul taken over by fear of becoming what he couldn't stomach
Never reaching the highest summit
Who the f*ck got these rap niggas gassed up
Hatin' ass hoes need to get they f*ckin' bag up
Y'all niggas can't f*ck wit this
Y'all bitches can't get with this
You gassed up
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Realest bitch up out the south
Keep my name up out ya mouth
'Fo me and Ke pull up and blow your f*cking brains out
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready
Y'all niggas ain't ready
Y'all hoes ain't ready