Lyrics:
on their homies trying to make bail
Or get some commissary
But you aint gotta worry
Stop acting scary
The gone feed you
But it aint the type of food that
been chasin' money, cause I cannot live without it
Told my connect, he better not make no plans without me
Hate a nigga that talk money, but he just be
Unk make em walk it out
Im sipping on trill welcome to the south
That's why we put diamonds off in our mouth
They smoking on quiet they talking loud
her Brest lift
Know my soldiers peeped all the foolery
Gotcha chest lift
Everytime we out its a movie they watch like Netflix
Unk runnin' in and out
too much worry bout me ye
Break it down now weigh it up bag it up made my own way
These streets just like a buffet got to go and make yo own plate
focused, tryna touch a milli
Walk in the spigg, Unk on bullshit, he fuckin' up the skizzy
Had to tell my bitch, shut her fuckin' mouth, she make my head
the kitchen, unk Don whip the basket off the brick,
I'm ina trap, you know they can't get rid of me Throw it down like Chuck Norris, I got turkey
bows, But I'm
a get hectic
Niggas know how we bummin'
Brand new FN and it's tucked by my stomach
Bad bitch told me put it in her stomach
I been getting perky's from her
sweat, and tears
That we talk about,
See we don’t talk bout what we do,
We just walk it out,
Like Unk,
Nigga we never without,
We prolly breaking bread
do", so I got nothing left to say
So what the fuck do you think we gotta talk about
You better hit like DJ Unk
And bitch walk it out
Bitch 2 Step
Worry
to hand with no switches
Nigga if you start it
It's finished fr
Go tell unk I can't be doing no deals
I'm already letting em go for the steal
Hit the spot
on meh
Boy I just met 2 freaks
And they gon play on meh
Weed new string exotic
Unk told me it's poted
This shit give up knowledge
I go rock and Rollin
to church
Head bald like a monk
Put the flame to the blunt
My lil biggas call me unk
I know you smell it, it's skunk
I'm brushing my teeth I'm flossing
on, hit niggas like Thomas Edison
Grip a bad bitch on the ass, it feel like gelatin
Brick house wet and she tryna make me a resident
Increase the black
1:19 Unk - "Walk It Out"
1:59 Twisted Sister - "We're Not Gonna Take It"
2:04 Huey Lewis and the News - "The Heart of Rock & Roll"
2:13 Lil Mama -
hire a stripper, all these poles & all these pumps
Fuck you talkin bout, let's "Walk It Out" like DJ Unk
I come from the slums, Gin Gin stayed right off
Scareface , dead president
Flip it like it’s acrobatic
Spend reup on a reup
Make sure the tester
Test the value
U envy fa no reason
Backstabbbing
him at that gate
You willing to take everything but won't do wat it take
A show wat u made of but wat you willing to make
I held my breath stayed 100
nowhere round when niggas really stuck up in the mud
Totally lost my unk and life ain't what it's supposed to be
Wearing all these clothes that glow up but
on some shit
That you don't know bout
I sent on nigga on his way
On scates like its roll bounce
I got some gas inna bag
This shit a make you throw up
I'm
in this life
Fuck living in strife, I know me and my brothers
Gon' make it this time, and what it might take
To really secure my family's wealth
I know
Bring the bikes and the rides out
Gas'em up
Fire up the grill
Cause today gone be a good day
Hit the streets
And we gone party like it's 99
Like I'm losing pound
Trap jumpin out the drive through
Tell'em pull around
Like young joc in 06
I got it goin down
How many plays you make today
Shit
boy about what he said but i know he capping
UmmmHmm... told dj Shaad ain't no relaxing until we going platinum
It's just me and my niggas tryna make
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