Rather Get Moe Doe - The Team

CMT, CMT wattup baby

Nigga Its town shit bay area shit nigga

I don’t think they ready for this one my nigga

Uh uh I’m here nigga

YEAY!

Team’s in the buildin

Lets go

Yo I see we got the hood scared and I ain’t even started yet

It’s Carson Cocky a Problem the rawest threath

I’m in a rawest jects hoodrats are the sex

Game day is Brain day who got the hardest neck

Earned all respect I rather get moe doe

Take it to the O, Stroll, High Heels Lo Lo

Niggas get rolled on hear this bay talk

Disgustin like meetin bay niggas who crip walk

Town shit clown with niggas who turfed out

I’m raw wit it hard wit it niggas get merked out

We perk out say its team you heard of us

Coke white tee, blue jeans and burnt gloves

Roll wit O.G.'s I’m off in the deep East

Hood Block niggas E-A-Ski and CMT

You seein me fuck naw your broad fuck dos

Clyde Carson is pumpin this Moe Doe fuck y’all

Moe Doe You know

Moe Doe Fasho

If you don’t know

I rather Get Moe Doe

Moe doe polo

Loco fasho

If you don’t know

I ratha get moe doe

Moe doe polo

Loco fasho

If you don’t know

I ratha get moe doe

Moe doe polo

Loco fasho

If you don’t know

I ratha get moe doe

Ya boy ya know what they call the boy

Young Kizah that boarda boy

The king of the SockYa Boy

Shots come to ya block DESTROY

Won’t get at ya boy

… OK

That boy can’t spit

Ya have a better chance

Of gettin a deal with a blank disc

Moe Doeing Team we make hits

Prince broke with no dough

Pimp please make cents

Shootin Radio Musics they don’t play shits

What?

You niggas stupid or you don’t take hits

Bay shit hustle basics push brace shit

White tee no bracelets guns get facelift

H-Spit bleedin speedin by Coliseum

And when that boy stuntin

Its somethin you gotta see him

Its Moe Doe

Test My teams a No No

My team go loco

Put shots through your fo-door fucker

Farm Boys YAYUH!

All in the do'

If you ain’t heard the words

Act Like You Know

I was roundin around snow through the summa' and the winta'

Hittin that ass like a slug pop Glock breakin the inna

Eatin niggas fa dinna take suckas food

Right now I’m on the urge but really I ain’t cool

Its that What you know about how do you surrenda

Inhalin niggas M-brake like Rarararararomm

Fifteen on a theft scene

Tell her shit man boom me on them jeans

Gettin things like yamean

Fifty the yacky dyke

Fore I even had starve

Best Believe I’ll be stabbin ya

Crackin ya grabbin ya

But I think I went off

Get off my calls cause ain’t no room

For Your M.I.

Draws

I rip wind pause then fast forward

Stop Eject Gone Before You Knew It

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