Zestways (Coke Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: The Jacka | Husalah] It's really dope (Go go, go go) It's really dope (Go go, go go) (Go go, go go) Yeah, man, what's happenin'? (Go go, go go) Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? You know what I'm sayin', it's the Hus, bitch Yeah, you already know how I fuck with it You know what I'm sayin'? You know what I'm sayin'? [Chorus: Husalah] I've been in my mob with stupid dumb knock Bend a corner, ho flag me down, I won't stop Hittin' harder than a base pipe full of coke rock Gas, brake and dip and burn the whole block Because the Mob is made to have a lot of fun I gotta protect my 24's with a gun The top is half-down, I'm sittin' in the sun The rims older than me and I'm not 21 [Verse 1: Husalah] I come through with the gangstas and the hustlers Ride around town tryna murder motherfuckers The four-door mob came, it's ovеr for you suckers Then four more shots rang, your ass еnd duckin' Mashin', laughin' as I do, another getaway Niggas sayin' go that way but I'ma go this way Zestways, sideways up the highways Lookin' out for the PDs in highways Audi 5 G's, hit peace and goodbye way That's how we do it in these loc'ed out streets Makin' moves very slick like the coked-out fiends And the slap is only meant for the four 15's, yeah [Chorus: Husalah] I've been in my mob with stupid dumb knock Bend a corner, ho flag me down, I won't stop Hittin' harder than a base pipe full of coke rock Gas, brake and dippin' down the whole block Because the Mob is made to have a lot of fun I gotta protect my 24's with a gun The top is half-down, I'm sittin' in the sun The rims older than me and I'm not 21 [Verse 2: Andre Nickatina | Husalah | The Jacka] Shit, it's like a catfight when I wear Perry Ellis The bitches say it's selfish but them bitches just jealous I smash through the city, baby, that's a no-brainer I like to wear my hair like a known gangbanger Mad hoes like Jerry Springer, I put that on the coke Met fine ass bitches but them hoes is broke broke They tell me they lies but them hoes is broke broke Man, do I ever listen to them hoes? Nope nope Man, wait a while, I see your style is like a crocodile Well, let these gators be the reason that you stay a while I like to spend a lot, bitch, because I got a lot Gotta let my perm run wild in the drop-top Catch me at the beat shop, nigga, let the beat drop Candy paint on any car, bitch, it make your teeth rot Scorchin' like a hot Glock, bustin' through the whole block Husalah, would you bring it back? Homie, let the beat drop (Go go, go go) (It's really dope) [Chorus: Husalah] I've been in my mob with stupid dumb knock Bend a corner, ho flag me down, I won't stop Hittin' harder than a base pipe full of coke rock Gas, brake and dippin' down the whole block Because the Mob is made to have a lot of fun I gotta protect my 24's with a gun The top is half-down, I'm sittin' in the sun The rims older than me and I'm not 21 (Go go, go go) [Verse 3: The Jacka] It's really dope, woodgrain steering wheel, coke white seats With four little niggas that clap that heat They'll put that steel all in your grill Make you give up everything then go in for the kill With the shit, motherfucker, so the streets love me You sold D but I bet you never pushed no ki' I push in my key to the S5-fifth With my main akhi — yeah, the chrome four-fifth Keep the boy in perfect health though I walk with a limp I'm on this track with a pimp, and his name Andre Fuck with him, slugs rain on wherever you stay Free the boy young Hus, rest in peace Mac Dre [Outro: Husalah | The Jacka] Go go, go go Go go, go go It's really dope