Artist: DJ UNK

[UNK: talking]
Yo so thats how it goes down
When I’m beatin down yo block
I here ya shawty
Ay this for all the hatas
Errbody who didn’t think I was gonna make it
You know what I’m talkin bout
Errbody who was down wit me
All my friends all my family
From hood to hood
From my hood to yo hood
A-town stand up
Yo it’s a brand new day
We gettin new money my nigga
Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey,Hey

[chorus:]
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24’s
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey,
I came and stole the show
They thought thet I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I’m on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
Name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey

[verse 1:]
Nobody in they life thought I’d go this far
My momma kept her face up so I persude as a star
Now when I say be real, my hope like now changed
It’s money to the bank my lil girl got everythang
And now we movin up, like we seein George
I might of spent some shit, I used to cut a ford
And yes I rock it all, dedications to my dogs
And all my friends that stayed down with yo boy man this for ya’ll
I let the people see how it can be done
They watchin and soapin innerseptions so I run
Now stay up on yo grind, that’s what the big man say
I told them is they vice, i’m shinnin everyday
Now they here my name like wait
I know that’s DJ UNK
They fill me in they speakers, I’m bumpin in they trunk
I’m beatin down yo block, keep you bouncin in yo seat
Clap five times to my sound, DJ Montay on the beat DJ Montay on the beat

[chors:]
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24’s
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thought that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,day
I’m on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey

[verse 2:]
I’m DJ UNK be cool, be cool, calm, and steady
These niggas out here flexin, I told them they aint ready
Now what’s the compatition, they square us just like frames
I barely here they songs I barely here they names
And I hold my head up high, Blowin kisses to the sky
R.I.P. Grandma Bell, love you grandma aint forgot
Nigga now the world’s gon see, how it’s supposed to go
If ten was at the table five had to go
And that’s just how it go, I saved it for the game
We bruoght it to the game, Big go baby do yo thang
Got diamonds on my neck, the neck match the ill, the ill match the watch, the watch match the gear
Now this will be my year, before we let them burn
Put that in yo blunt and smoke it, you live and you learn
Now yo straight like a perm, I’m so strong as a bell
When my uncle walk come home we throwin 4’s in the air throwin 4’s everywere

[chorus:]
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24’s
blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thought that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I’m on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey

[verse 3:]
You see I’m on a mission, success is how it happens
Yo boy is Fredrick Doug, I sue wassup whats happenin
Before there’s fingers snappin, You see I pay my dues
Every flier that you seen, DJ UNK on one’s and two’s
2000 is my crew, that’s just a lil bit of my past
You see if you put me on, Big gon find me at last
I’m biddin it’s a blast, I met up with the camp
Now gon and bring it back, I got the heart of a champ
These niggas said they vets, they only gettin slimmer
They lookin good for breakfast, I ate them up for dinner
I shoots them in they center, put some holes in yo tummy
I came threw bein hard, niggas froze like the money
The money started comming, the hoe’s started shakin
They probably got the profit, the hatas started hatin
Some be congradualatin, I looks them died in they eye
DJ UNK southern style, nigga reppers let it ride nigga reppers let it ride

[chorus:]
Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24’s
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thought that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I’m on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody now my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey

Hey,Hey
Ok now here we go slurpin on 24’s
Blowin on ben and dro
Hey,Hey
I came and stole the show
They thoght that I would blow
And now I get them every
Day,Day
I’m on the radio
I got that killa flow
Now everybody know my
name,name,name,hey,hey,hey,hey

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Artist: DJ UNK

[Hook:]
Now what we doin?
(Smokin sticky sticky)
Damn right [x9]

[Background of chorus and verses]
(Burn it down)

[Verse 1:]
I blow kush, but when i blow my kush, my kush rolled tight.
Smoke that purp, burn that orange, but just don’t fuck wit white.
Sippin lean, system mean, Mary J on my team.
Smoke that team, tote that beam, Oomp Camp live on my screen.
There go 12, straight up they smell that shit, they gon take you away.
Shittin me, not today, two shots of the ? spray.
Super Mangle, Watertangle, A.K. will break yo ankles.
Eyes wrinkled, smokin, chokin, put up yo middle finga.
Sippin yak, whippin lacs, I’m trippin, smokin back.
Two blunts of the kush, you disrespect, I’ll ? down yo back.
Unk smoke that shit that make you say ‘Man, what the fuck was that?’
Put up yo lighter, blaze that fire, and keep rollin back.

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Smoke purp on the weekend. (Ay!)
Big blunt, steady chiefin’.
Fat stacks, steady countin. (Ay!)
Fifth wheel on the back end.
24’s stop, but they spin.
Let the dro blow through the wind.
Tell yo partner match one, then.
Sellin grams you didn’t put in.
What, you ain’t smokin, my friend?
Blunt stay right in my hand.
Light green just came in.
So, by the way back then,
Got niggas way back when.
Found out I started rappin’.
Smell the haze, they start the beef,
Get the guns and start clappin’.
Oomp camp stay snappin’.
24/7 on the back end,
25 on the bag of the weed.
Inhale and just breath in.
I said, Oomp camp stay snappin’.
24/7 on the back end,
25 on the bag of the weed.
Inhale and just breath in.

[Chorus]

(Burn it down)
(Smokin sticky sticky)
(Burn it down)

Ay [x12]

[Chorus: x2]
Don’t hide that pussy,
Divide that pussy [x3].
Fuck somethin’ [x4]

[Verse:]
It’s 4 in the morning,
Bitches at my car door.
Put the Chevy in reverse,
And let the bubble kush blow.
Montay got the keys to the room at the mo,
And if you hoes ain’t fuckin’, then you don’t need to go.
[Girl] I just wanna fuck you.
Nope, I don’t think so.
I’ma straight gutter, straight cutter nigga, stupid hoe.
Just past the pussy,
And let my boy hit it.
We gon’ smash the pussy,
That’s how we like to get it.
Divide it up, and slit it.
You shoulda never did it,
We gon’ make that thing drip, like it’s somethin’ wrong wit it.
She sucked me ’til I came,
And she didn’t even spit it.
She swallowed it, she kissed it, and she licked it.

[Chorus x2]

Now here’s a lil somethin’ that needs to be heard.
I was chillin’ on the west side.
[Boy:] What, Unk.
Word.
[Boy:] What the fuck?
All alone, no hoes to fuck with,
Hopped on my sprint phone, and called me up a bitch.
[Phone rings]
[Girl:] Who is this?
Dj Unk, come on over let’s cut somethin’, bitch.
And she told me,
[Girl:] ‘It’s all because of you’.
And I told her, ‘I share hoes with my crew’.
She let me hit it from the back wit a ass so fat,
Now why she wanna go and do that, do that, that.
[Girl:] I just got to Atlanta.
Oh, yeah. I never knew that. Where you from?
[Girl:] Texas.
That’s why she let me screw that.
[Girl:] I love you, Dj Unk.
She must think that I’m a new jack,
Divide the pussy up, and let e’erybody do that.
Damn, shawty, show ‘em how you do that.
A freak wit it, pulled it out her mouth,
And then she blew that.

[Chorus x2]

Big boned got some good pussy.
Say, them boy’s homegurls got some good pussy.
Say, them Martin Luther King gurls, good pussy.
Say, Decatur gurls got that good pussy.
Say, the Zone 1 gurls got good pussy.
Say, the Zone 2 gurls got good pussy.
Say, the Zone 3 gurls got good pussy.
Zone 5, Zone 6 got good pussy.
.44 gurls, got good pussy.
Boulevard gurls, got good pussy.
Riversdale gurls, got good pussy.
Terrence Boulevard gurls got good pussy.
Summer Hill, Hollywood hoe, Adam Ville.
Hey, hey, Four Seasons niggas, Hollywood hoe, hey.
One time for them boy’s homegurls, hey.

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