Snowgoons - Platoon Goons lyrics

[Intro]: So now you know everything about me, right? Okay, what turns me on? We do [Scratch Hook]: "It ain't a question that this sh** is the bomb" - Pacewon "n***a standin' on the verge of, you know the song" "I give a f** if you believe it or not" - Celph Titled 'Don't You Even Go There' "Snowgoons" "Got your whole block sayin' true dat" - Lauren Hill 'How Many Mics' [Verse One] We South Carolina sickest No chrome beef for you silly ba*tards My click as sick as -------- like Philly rappers You a sh**ty actress, portraying MCs you backwards We slay MC's outta 360 degrees access Smash this, leave 180 MCs backless ---------- With a 90 degree turn away from a fat b**h Rhymes they drastic, all you bringing is whack sh** Hit you with a cla**ic as soon we hit a track hit Diseased and I lost my calm, MCs shiver I see more sh** in the Congaree River Far from being whack, these new rappers similac Baby fed ----- taste my sh** ---------- I smash that mic from ya, don't fight hunger Cause you can catch more samples and beats than 9th Wonder When I, call out my sindicate of sin hitters I'm f**ing up more rappers careers than squeeze triggers [Verse Two] [Reef The Lost Cauze]: I got an itchy finger Yeah, the trigger scratches that If it's beef best believe some n***a catchin' that They suggested that, I am the best in rap Respect this fact before your f**in' breath gets snatched Stretch your a** like an elastic cast Quick as a fat boy crackin' crab Back on the ave We used to go bag for bag The first to know, always the last to ask Cool breeze with a toothpick I, haak tu, spit You a common cold, not too sick I got you gripped by the collar dawg They want the real deal feel, then tell 'em all to holla "Cauze" You got dogs, woof woof, better call 'em off Mike Vic will k** your pits and rottweiler dogs Just known by 'the dog' call me 'The Savage Beast' Savage murder Make burgers from dead maggot meat [Verse Three]: I spit a 16, and watch the ma**es plead --------------------------------- casualtie I'm in the spot with the ----------- No love for the other side I'm about family Sindicate of dog --- that's my cavalry Platoon Doons -------- two pounds a piece 2,2,3 co*ked ------------------------------ ---------------------------- tricks on my sleeve Concrete jungle on the block we rumble Never, talk to police never knockin' the hustle Get yours cause I'mma get mine, every time, line for line Crime on my mind You do dirt, you get dirt, eye on the price You'se a fake rapper ------------------------------------ Slash cats backwards, blackening they eyes This one's for my people just trying to get by [Scratch Hook]: "It ain't a question that this sh** is the bomb" "n***a standin' on the verge of, you know the song" "I give a f** if you believe it or not" "Snowgoons" "Got your whole block sayin' true dat"