Flappin' Lyrics - Singles - Originoo Gunn Clapazz

Intro: 

Oh oh (oh) pass that spliff bwoy. 

Starange wondah: 

Yes yeas y'all o.c.c. be double o be the best y'all 

E-swift be always representing for the west y'all 

Let me feel up shortie with 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. 

Top dawg: 

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

Who claim that y'all community clam 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 

Starange: 

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 starange 

You know me chillin' with number 2 and the o.g. 

Hoes be on me like that glow on obe won konobi 

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 starange the shogun you hate 

(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 

Louieville: 

Do he dare think he will survive 

Goin' against ville stluggah 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 apon ya 

Storm watch watch clock if not yous a gonner 

I'd ratehr be meeting 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 me serious armaggedion afight 

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 

Starange: 

Son I know what you mean cause shorties sill say that 

I know that ain't jack high off 8 black 

Louieville: 

Tough guy they lie they see moms in the precinct 

Starange: 

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's this? 

Louieville: 

Dismiss these niggas with the quickness 

Starange: 

Get your shortie wop cause I heard she had the thickness 

Louieville: 

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 hand you up apon this channel 

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