No Smut On My Name [The Global Edition] 1

Lyrics

[Intro: Battle Locco] Good God, damn [Chorus: Kokane & Battle Locco] (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name [Verse 1: KEZ] Wer sitzt in 'nem Facelift? Alles ohne Playlist Batzen in der Tasche, so als ob ich wieder Haze tick' Dachtest du, dass ein Beef mich in die Knie zwingt? Rapper sind wie Bitches, Bruder, meistens macht mich Liebe blind (Woo) Du hast gedacht, dass mein Album nicht läuft Ich bin König Midas, alles was ich anfasse, Gold (Gold, ja) Ich represente für die Gangster aus den deutschen Blocks (Block) Egal ob Boomers oder neunter Stock (Woo) Ich hab Gin and Juice in mei'm Glas [?], hab den Wagen wie ein Hurensohn geparkt Mein neuer Porsche schluckt kein Zwanni Ich will nach vorne, wie ich balle ist nicht funny [Chorus: Kokane & Battle Locco] (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (Stop smilin') [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg & Battle Locco with Kokane] I kicked, walked in I been on four-twenty deep in a motherfucker Iced out, pocket full of heat Uncut, no smut, niggas try to run up Barber shop, cut linin' 'em up, I'm linin' the cut Yeah, busters keep talkin' and I'm tyin' 'em up Duct tape, gasoline, yeah, we fryin' 'em up Talkin' wreck out the neck, get your check for respect It's a promise, not a threat, we are back in the West Four-four dealers, lions and gorillas Stars and fulfillers, scars and cat villas Bars and rack dealers, ignored you rap niggas You touched up the frame and fucked up the game, goddamn [Chorus: Kokane & Battle Locco] (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (Stop smilin') [Verse 3: Battle Locco with Kokane & Snoop Dogg] It can knock you off the heel, you feelin' [?] Squeaking like a donut, squealer we do you doggish Me and Snoop mobbin' (Proceed with caution) Every word on the streets that you count's involved with Damn, it's a reckless, a sexy session Hectic, rep it, nigga, learn your lesson Hostels, asses, a violent mess Nigga, better speak highly in and out our presence, homie [Verse 4: Snoop Dogg & Kokane] 'Cause we been gangbangin', rack packin' (Ooh) Crippin' so we keep it crackin' In the six tray Chevrolet or we Cadillackin' Struck up my name and recut the 'cane You touched up the frame and fucked up the game, goddamn [Chorus: Kokane & Battle Locco] (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (Stop smilin') [Verse 5: Snoop Dogg & Battle Locco] They go, Key, what it do? Long Beach Club, we all blue Yes, I east in the Westside San Diego to Long Beach home, this how we ride From the surf to the turf, word sword Take it on, break it down, bring it home, let it work Keep yo' foot on they neck and stay good on the back And fuck around to get the hood the respect That it deserve, I swerve in the fast lane I run it through your kids so they all know your last name I struck up the game and touched up the frame and fucked up the game, goddamn [Chorus: Kokane & Battle Locco] (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (Stop smilin', damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (This is a hold up, damn) (Fucked up) Ain't nothin' funny Never put no smut up on my name (Stop smilin')