Flex

[Chorus] Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex [Verse 1: 2Pac] Slippin' through my shit wonderin' what hits it get Even before the flicks I was always hit to flip the script Let's play a game, call catch a bitch, how you play? Well diss me nigga and catch a fist, you playin'? Ooo, I know you didn't expect a nigga to catch wreck I'm comin' from the west, they all slept (Flex) 'Cause it's been a long day And I get with Johnny Q when niggas rub me the wrong way Twenty four tracks is fat and all that Pack smack, jaw crack, after that, can I get my balls back? Nigga don't front, just pass the blunt I freak the funk for the trunks, pop the pump on the chumps I make ya jump Dum diddy dump, love to thump Leavin' niggas with Plumps, smokin' blunts and skunks So here it comes, let's have a gun Or get done by the worst of our trumps for fun Pump pump! [Chorus] Flex, flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex [Verse 2: Kastro] Oh duck, prepare to throw nigga, get that ass dropped Give us mad props and get packed I'm mad hot So get that 'caine step to the wrong fuckin' man The crew too, fifty niggas in the wrong clan You fuckin' bitch you better take you snitch ass home [?] is up feel his chrome on your damn dome Boom boom boom niggas better duck or get bucked Fuck stuck in the damn gut I tryna tell ya but niggas ain't feel me The fuck with dollar wouldn't that, never hail g Born for boner, raise up in the stack Schoolin', I'm ready to feel pain bet you ass Will be fillin on the Foul type, then you say hi when I pass by A nigga tryna act fly god bless the nice try Straight serve, what a herb, kicked to the curb Slammin' dust, he got some motherfuckin' nerve So back fuckin' and get jacked , dont test So get wrecked and it will be a mess If they wanna be a [Chorus] Flex, flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex Flex, flex flex [Verse 3: E.D.I. Mean] Hey yo, nothin' gets buck quick When he fuck with, and Thoro Headz stuck Bet you can't budge with the rough niggas See, it's fifty niggas with me, is hundred head raw Not to mention a countless, I'm not ya ammo So why would you wanna play a test You can't fade the best, since you get laid to rest Yeah, still wreck, you testin' your mic full of check tack it Rep with Niggas wanna flex it They call me Big Mac, you put the fuckin bitch And I'm outie Five dodge and you will never doubt me I'm gettin' flammy on this 2Pac jammy Yo, sittin' and pissin' on a bitch ass panty Yeah, like it's magic we comin' on that ass massive Better tap in or get your ass kicked And if you plannin' on rushin', better stomp fast 'Cause in the flat, I snatch a badge out you mark ass Ayo, spark, split fifty niggas They should give us motherfucker some of that real shit Ill shit they keep holes on the deals nigga Attackin' niggas like shit list with quick hits So fuck a rhyme if ya feel what I want for tacs Watch ya back, nigga, 'cause we ain't quitter [Outro: 2Pac] Thoro Headz motherfucker Big Malcolm, motherfucker indo boy Strictly representin' for the motherfuckin' fuigitive [?] Them niggas can't be fucked with So when I keel over and die they gon take the shit All you weak motherfuckers get the motherfuckin' [?] 'Cause my niggas ain't afraid of flexin' you feel me Young Niggas, Young Niggas