Guy Banks - Back in 2014 lyrics

[Intro] How we do it in that 4-1-7 How we do it in that 4-1-7 Ya like that Better start praying to Heaven Cause I'ma come through and I'ma rip ya up Bad mother and we don't give a what, what, what? [Freestyle] What it is, how bout ya do that Ya do that, I'm sorry boutcha, how I do that Ya know that, I rip that, and I don't give no whats I bend that over and stuff Tryin' get her out my head Kiss that girl till my cheeks turn red On fire and I can't put it out I'm the one to start it You can call me Smokey (ow) You know that's what the I said You know the way I live Buyin' a 12-pack, givin' up Yeah at the party don't give enough I'm fun and ya'll lookin' cool You wanna come over here and give me some cool Would you mind, if I take you cause you's a dime You know that is the time, 2-Live You know what I'm bout You know that I'm gonna take you out And walk it out Homerun 27 (x2) Gur, give me love and don't lie I ain't got nothin' wrong with my heart And if you don't neither Got nothin', baby girl, nothin' worry bout That be hickeys, you know what I'm sayin All the way I'm kissing her, she get insane That's how I do that, 4-1-7 all about my music Yeah I drop the 'word' Look at all these fools runnin' round actin' scurred White boy says the word one time And he's all up on Larry King sayin' "it wasn't mine" Oh you know I'm represent Oh you know I'm about to rep in it Oh you know I'm startin' to wreck in it -Ralph You know what I'm talkin' about when I'm hittin' the club You know what I'm talkin' about when I'm hittin' the mug Mug meana You know that's what I'm seein' You know I'm on [?] OCD, you know what I'm bout You know I don't want no numbers when I'm in her house No kiddin' You know what I'm talkin' bout I ain't 'ruptin' in her house No kiddin' That's what I'm talkin' bout, I ain't never goin' flaw Down south, down south You know them hillbillies they like I'm from the 4-1-7 and I ain't even like it Nah, that's what I'm sayin I never got her cause I'm insane Can't keep it under the roof And even if I tried [?] Bulletproof and it's Ya'll know what I'm talkin' bout reppin' this And I'm reppin' my town And I'm reppin' my block You see the black marks on the highway That was hot Yeah I ain't never gave enough Punched a kid in the face for talkin' bout my love Then I let him see it Then he starts talkin' about how little his was to me Ha, no h*mo They love Guy Banks in they mouth That's what Guy Banks all about That's what I'm talkin' bout when I take you home girl I'ma put it in your dirty south Don't ignorant Let 'er in Uh uh huh uh huh