Kokane - Bellin

Song Rating: 8.30/10

Song lyrics:

Strolling with a limp
Sagging hard
Mainly done by L.A street n***as

Is not just a casual stroll
But a way of life
A movement

First you take the rag
Crease it
Place it in your back pocket
And bell

But remember
For all you square a** n***as
Rips to the left
Doggs to the right

Not for n***as in tight a** jeans and penny loafers
But highly recommended for nigaas sporting
Khakis, house shoes and locs

Oh my God
Yeah, we back motherf**er
WC niia, niia, BAAM BAAM!

Keep it crackin
Im sick of all this bullsh** yacking
Yall done f**ed around
And got the Dub reacting

Lo-lows, broughams
House shoes, or roams
Once again its on n***a
Its time to G on

When it comes to gangsta sh**
Cant too many f** with me
Hang with me
Or ride to the highest level of ridetivity

One to the neck
Two to the neck
Im sticking them
Leaving them scarred

b**h n***as get rode of they yard
Get off that sh**
You lost that sh**

See how many streets
While you talk that sh**
f** who Billboard hanging
And who take you banging and slanging

Im the hardest n***a in this game
The only one remaining
Its time for confrontation

The only one thats gonna swing them thangs
Swinging with the Titanium flaming
With the gun safety on Fn
f** the whole world loc
Im bellin

Yeah I got the remedy
To make you want to come and ride with me
You know I keeps it crackin cause its a must
Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk
Im a keep banging that gangsta ish And none of yall n***as can f** with it
You know I keeps it crackin cause its a must
Cause this the way we bell form dawn to dusk

Sick as they come
Sick as thay come
WC got that bomb sh**

Thatll numb your tongue

f**ing it up
In my dumb-da-da-dumbs
Not a Dump-da-da-dumb
Off that wet one

Chucking up the finger and thumb
Scrap it
Clack-clack it
And toss the liquor

Clip the barrel
And hang out the window
And get off on n***as
Snatch n***as, clap triggers

Leave on the back of the gra** n***as
f** all you rapping a** n***as
Im a thank em
Let my nuts hang

And dick dangle
Come in with the sh** that will make you break them ankles
Cause Im an all-season n***a
Leave yah leaking n***a

Thirsty gutter n***a
Use a first........ n***a
Disappear n***a
We gonna be here

Been shifting gears
And doing this sh** for years
Off the liquor though
Really though

f** a video
Im getting in these hoes
n***a f** what you yellin
Im Bellin

If you see me saggin
Dont say nothing
Its just the way we bell

When you see these Chucks
You know I dont give a f**
Its just the way we bell

Roll them in
Wrote this song again...
Pull them out and let them glide
Hang them high

Put them hankies in the sky
Out of town n***as what you need
Hit me
Get with me

Get tuned in to the realist n***a in this city
And if you came to LA
You never reached out and touched us
Trust us

Then you must have been f**ing with bustas
Hell yeah, I said it
Im a hog in this sh**
Cause my before me was none of this walking sh**

Keep it real
When I was skipping on Benzos and Navies
Yall was in tight a** pants with murphys in your khakis

Now all of a sudden
n***as start super crippin
So n***a taste these slugs

n***a tuck in your chain and your tail in
And shut the f** up and make way for these fellas
n***a, Im bellin

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 17:00