Flappin’ - Intellectual

[Intro: Starang Wondah]

Oh oh (oh)

Pass that spliff bwoy

Yes yes y'all, O.G.C., B-double-O be the best y'all

E-Swift be always representing for the West y'all

Let me feel up on ya shortie, wide breast y'all

It ain't no test y'all

Come on, break it down, take it there

We take it there, we about to take it up

[Verse 1: Top Dawg]

I'm pulling the evidence from all y'all fakin' ass residents

Who claim that y'all community clean and come from heaven send

You best to get out of my face with all that yappin'

I told you aboout that flappin', about shit that can happen

I'm askin' you to gwan head with the Boot

The y'all weeds good but the green weed no good

[Verse 2: Starang Wondah]

Mad niggas wanted so I'm glad y'all could make it

Starange freakin' with the flow even with my hair braided

Yo I hate it, when fake MC's make believe

To be the bomb on the mic and get over with mad G

Now Fab 5 is like a household name

On thee attack that was lead by Starang

You know me chillin' with number 2 and D.O.G

Hoes be on me like that glow on Obi-Wan Kenobi

Can't you see that wehn the storms on the shelf

We totally crush LP's (we don't need no one else)

So ask who can you rn to bus you won't escape

From no one Starang the Shogun you hate

[Hook]

Them flappin' (flappin'), flappin' in my ear

Turn the TV on and you get flappin' every year

Flappin' (flappin'), flappin' all the time

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(Caboy boy caboy boy)

O.G.C. we build or destroy

Come again (caboy boy caboy boy)

O.G.C. we either build or destroy

[Verse 3: Louieville]

Do he dare think he will survive?

Goin' against Ville Sluggah number 2 from Fab 5

Originoo Gunn Clappa yeah batter originoo gunn stasher

Tory if you didn't know end of story

Part like land, make way cause here come Louie

Quiet Riot gets rid of the fools quickly

See it's thee 3 dimensional beams guns upon ya

Storm watch watch clock if not you's a goner

I'd rather be meetin' niggas in time and square

Cause what is rare and gettin' extinct is niggas with shit to share

I see his face, I see his feet

I see the gun and bwoy you are gon dead

With 2 beer gun shots to him head

Leave the war behind you painted tin red

Thee O.G. with smoke spliff to him dead

It's your choice, you best not forget it

You better listen to the words I just said

Cause mi serious, Armageddon a fight

And we be prepared and aware and on sight for the enemy

(Where you gonna run to?)

Too much flappin' pon streets need green

Take it back to beat down a dope fiend

[Verse 4: Starang & Louieville]

Son I know what you mean cause shorties sill say that

I know that ain't jack high off 8 black

Tough guy they lie they see moms in the precinct

Sayin' where could he be cause I haven't seen him recent-ly

The MC from O.G.C. Mr. period S-T-R-A-N-to the G

Got y'all niggas scarred y'all ain't prepared

For the business, what is this?

Dismiss these niggas with the quickness

Get your shortie wop cause I heard she had the thickness

Shifted trapped a flapper like John

Crossing G.C.'s you fools are dead wrong

So long, boy voyage, ghost be gone

Those [?] can't hear you up upon this channel