笨小笨It’s Up (Explicit)歌词由DJ Booker&NLE Choppa演唱，出自专辑《The Chosen Ones (Explicit)》，下面是《It’s Up (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
It’s Up (Explicit)歌词完整版
It's Up (Explicit) - DJ Booker/NLE Choppa
Fifty shots up out this ARP don't you play with me
And if the nigga say it's up you know that **** don't stay with me
I ain't tryna to meet nowhere I pull up where you stay on me
Hunnid rounds up out this 308 and I was one deep
7.62's detach his body parts that **** a wrap
Crooked dykes I make 'em move when I'm shootin' in the trap
He was hotboxin' and we pull up put his head in his lap
Best believe if I said I meant it that **** no cap
Ay yeah
Me and the gang we thuggin' so hard
We might've just catch us a RICO charge
Hunnid some Crips we up in the party
You know that we don't give a **** 'bout the Sargeant
Put him on the ground right after we spark him
We can call that a murder garden
Thuggin' too hard a nigga tried to check me
I said "I beg your pardon"
Had the glizzy up in my Ethika drawers
I step back then I spark him
Shot these niggas Ty Lawson
Hole in his head like he was a ******* dolphin
Make your mamma buy a coffin
Told her "stop cryin' 'bout her baby eat this sausage"
Make her swallow and gargle
Hit from the back I'ma have to ******* dog her
Don't get caught without your gun
'Cause after dark we gon' kill anyone
I spot a opp so you know he's done
He ain't do nothin' to me we just kill for no reason
Lean on the blunt
Tropicana Fruits in the runt
You can't hit this blunt
You ain't help me roll this ******* blunt
Try to buck me who
Buck me what
We ain't goin' for nothin'
When I up this ***** up out my hip boy you better run
Got the glizzy dirty so I had to get another gun
Say she wanna have my kids so I put it on her tongue
Hunnid round drum on the choppa look like Tommy Gun
How the **** he gon' survive with this money on your dome
Walk in your house and then I kill you with your mommy in your home
'Cause that lil' Choppa he be reekin' this that murderer cologne
Why your body smell like that
'Cause them ******* bodies in the trunk
Y'all took a shot right out your melon we left that boy funky
They like Choppa "what you smokin' on"
I'm smokin' on this skunk
I pin the tail up on that opp now that boy look like he a donkey
7.62's leave all those holes look like you was shoppin' at Dunkin'
My Lil' Mexican stabbin' **** he carve you out just like a pumpkin
Don't get caught without your gun
'Cause after dark we gon' kill anyone
I spot a opp so you know he's done
He ain't do nothin' to me we just kill for no reason
NLE Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda
