Lintballz

[Intro: Zoo Keeper (Popa Chief) {Ol' Dirty Bastard}] *Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die Do or die" throughout intro* (What's your move bitch nigga?) Suttin' ain't goin' down like that I ain't lettin' niggas know they ain't know (what's goin' on in yo life How you gonna get what you ain't got? You know what I'm sayin'?) You ain't gonna get it (Yeah) That's the way it's goin' down (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Fuckers are around {Yo I mastered the art of Shadowboxin'!} [Hook : Popa Chief] Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? [Verse 1: 12 O'Clock] Niggas waitin' for hook up, get shook up Never get your weight off and do a push up You smokin' all my purple kush up Don't make me push and rook up Get you touched up, I lift my wrist up, yup, yup Now niggas know Lil' Diggs, only twice wore a suit Had sex in a group with a couple of bitches dance for loot See I'mma tell them niggas about spendin' all they loot Partyin' and trickin' on bitches and don't recoup I got my own version of roots Cracker ass nigga pickin' cotton and polishin' my Brooklyn Zoo boots The new news is Brooklyn Zoo Sunz and Two On Da Road, Blue, Crazy Cuffie Fam too [Verse 2: Prodigal Sunn] Yo, I ain't tryin' to be on no forever broke shit So I made myself eatin' these streets where blood leak Me and my whole fleet smoke trees, blow heat, roll unique Do or die tactics, and keep us sharp on our feet, meak And all we do is make classics, CCF, the Unit Dirt Dog, the Zoo, Ghetto Government, get your ratchet 95% of them niggas is faggots, and I've had it up to here See our face this year, appear On your TV screen, we stay green Money makes the world go around, know what I mean-ean? New team, fresh and clean clean on your scene Now sing along, sing along, y'all know the theme-heme [Popa Chief {*singing*}] Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (aarrgh, wooh) Now do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die (oohhh) [Verse 3: Hell Razah] Yeah, bitches wanna bone a nigga when your records is sellin' Labels don't play a nigga when they nuttin' but felons Young Razah got that hot shit that's under the Heavens GG'z poppin' grey goose feathers Prostitute cheddar, crashin' in whips with new leathers Bad models be on the dick that shy and strip Thinkin' we some gangsters, thugs, Bloods or Crips Watch who you sleep, shake hands and hustle with Why dream to be rich when I'm already rich? Two bars I spit got the hottest nigga pissed Chicks kiss the diamonds that twist on our wrist Brooklyn Zoo, S.O.M., Dirty Bast' shit, nigga [Hook] Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? [Verse 4: Ol' Dirty Bastard (Buddha Monk)] I whip a nigga ass on hand and hand, you get flashed Whatever you do, I stop your ass My name is Isis, I kill you with a hiss I kill you with my motherfuckin' piss A matter of fact you kill yourself, nigga I crash ya stealth (See let a nigga come through with that bullshit) (Yeah we ain't sayin nuttin') I never was familiar with bein' pussy I loved that shit 'til it's bloody [Verse 5: Buddha Monk] Hey yo hold up, you told me you liked that shit muddy and swampy And you gonna hit it from where (from the back door) This Fam right here, is the Fam right here And if you fuck with the Zoo you gon' get clapped right there For this cream nigga, I'll walk through Muddy Waters If he be call out, and rob your son and daughter Lintballz in my pocket and yours is real lumpy Nah, Lay Down, gimme what you got G Split the pie three ways, live off it for three days And when it's done, who's the next victim today I'm trife nigga, and I don't live by Bible life I yap the nigga ripe then stash a nigga right Yeah I did wanna do it and the Devil didn't make me Linballz in my pocket that made me stick them keys Checkmate, pray to the Lord, your soul He take Then I hip into the rob for my Fam I just got 'im, nigga [Hook] Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? Do or die, ball or fly Lintballz always hangin' around tryin' to get high But fuck sittin' around waitin' on a hook up It's time to turn the heat up And catch these papes like cooked up What? [Outro: Brooklyn Zoo {Popa Chief}] Yeah yeah, huh huh (motherfucker) That's right, that's right, OK (alright) Yeah so {now you be knowin'} {Annihilate} {Get some papes like Bill Gates}