Waka Flocka Flame - Out the Bag Waka (Interlude) lyrics

Yeah, n***a, like, I'm there, n***a, bro What you want? A zone, a zone of the kush? I'm there, though Nicks, dimes, quarters Goddamn grams, T-Macs Like, what you talking about, buddy? Like, for real I'm in the hood, I'm hand-in-hand shawty Like, I'm Out the Bag Waka, man Out the Bag Waka, man I'm getting this sh** out the bag f**, you can have it, you can sell the whole bag Know what I mean? Like, n***as got special J names, Crazy Legs Million Dollar Crackhead, Miss [?], where the candy lady at? That's where I'm at, n***a Southside Riverdale Up from Riverdale Road AKA Grove Street, 5751 Hitsquad Taliban, we do this sh** Like, we Clayco-Waka, man, Riverdale-Flocka Let's do this sh**, man All my young n***as, I'm talking about young Who kick them doors and stealing TV Goddamn VCR, n***a, DVD I'm talking about n***as like that Like, grimey n***as, shawty Like, n***as who are out there with the bricks I'm talking about n***as who out there with the nick n***as doing all of that stealing rims, stealing car interior I'm talking n***as like that n***as go over to b**hes' house, they partner f**ing While they taking they mama j**elry and sh** Like, n***a, crazy sh**