Bellin
Strolling with a limp
Sagging hard
Mainly done by L.A street n***as
Bellin
Is not just a casual stroll
But a way of life
A movement
First you take the rag
Crease it
Place it in your back pocket
And bell
But remember
For all you square a** n***as
Rips to the left
Doggs to the right
Not for n***as in tight a** jeans and penny loafers
But highly recommended for nigaas sporting
Khakis, house shoes and locs
[Kokane]
Oh my God
Yeah, we back motherf**er
WC niia, niia, BAAM BAAM!
[wc]
Keep it crackin
I'm sick of all this bullsh** yacking
Y'all done f**ed around
And got the Dub reacting
Lo-lows, broughams
House shoes, or roams
Once again its on n***a
It's time to G on
When it comes to gangsta sh**
Can't too many f** with me
Hang with me
Or ride to the highest level of ridetivity
One to the neck
Two to the neck
I'm sticking them
Leaving them scarred
b**h n***as get rode of they yard
Hard
Get off that sh**
You lost that sh**
See how many streets
While you talk that sh**
f** who Billboard hanging
And who take you banging and slanging
I'm the hardest n***a in this game
Famin
The only one remaining
It's time for confrontation
The only one that's gonna swing them thangs
Swinging with the Titanium flaming
With the gun safety on F'n
f** the whole world loc
I'm bellin
[Chorus]
[Kokane]
Yeah I got the remedy
To make you want to come and ride with me
You know I keeps it crackin cause it's a must
Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk
I'm a keep banging that gangsta ish And none of ya'll n***as can f** with it
You know I keeps it crackin cause it's a must
Cause this the way we bell form dawn to dusk
[wc]
Sick as they come
Sick as thay come
WC got that bomb sh**
That'll numb your tongue
f**ing it up
In my dumb-da-da-dumbs
Not a Dump-da-da-dumb
Off that wet one
Chucking up the finger and thumb
Scrap it
Clack-clack it
And toss the liquor
Clip the barrel
And hang out the window
And get off on n***as
Snatch n***as, clap triggers
Leave on the back of the gra** n***as
f** all you rapping a** n***as
I'm a thank em'
Let my nuts hang
And dick dangle
Come in with the sh** that will make you break them ankles
'Cause I'm an all-season n***a
Leave yah leaking n***a
Thirsty gutter n***a
Use a first........ n***a
Disappear n***a
We gonna be here
Been shifting gears
And doing this sh** for years
Off the liquor though
Really though
f** a video
I'm getting in these hoes
n***a f** what you yellin
I'm Bellin
[Chorus]
[Kokane]
If you see me saggin
Don't say nothing
It's just the way we bell
When you see these Chucks
You know I don't give a f**
It's just the way we bell
[wc]
Roll them in
Wrote this song again...
Pull them out and let them glide
Hang them high
Put them hankies in the sky
Out of town n***as what you need
Hit me
Get with me
Get tuned in to the realist n***a in this city
And if you came to LA
You never reached out and touched us
Trust us
Then you must have been f**ing with bustas
Hell yeah, I said it
I'm a hog in this sh**
'Cause my before me was none of this walking sh**
Keep it real
When I was skipping on Benzos and Navies
Ya'll was in tight a** pants with murphys in your khakis
Ducking
Now all of a sudden
n***as start super crippin
So n***a taste these slugs
Tuckin
n***a tuck in your chain and your tail in
And shut the f** up and make way for these fellas
n***a, I'm bellin