We just wanted to have a little fun while showing off our individual stylez. AY
Lyrics
The Lost Angels: We Clownin
(Cyph)-Better believe that tha nina spit quick nigga / niggas try to trip so I stay equipped nigga/ stay calm if u see me wit ya bitch nigga / try to trip shit that a get u hit nigga / trin ta snich shit that a get ya kin lit up/ g's up stay down when us men get up/see tha hoes in tha place they adorein me/ and when I get up on tha stage they throw they drawls at me / / u got ta know (we klownin)/ wit a cutie mackin, big bootie huntin at a big beauty pagent / hoes know the name so hoes know im packin mr. big dick smith bitch get it crackin/ drinkin and laughin to touchin and askin/ when u gon let me fuck lets make it happin/ touchin and grabbin tha nice fat rabbit/ 20 min. of good head before I stab it, klowin'/
[hook] we klownin so hard man just how hard is a nigga klownin,/ klownin just klownin nigga we just clowin nigga we still clown/ (2x)
(Skitzo)-now you know I'm clowning/Uncle L style so the hoe's keep lounging/ tell them right now, no mo in the house/ but I blow by the ounce/ coming short wit the height but I'm long where it counts/ my dicks on soft like paws on a mouse / but it's king kong strong if u perform wit your mouth/ anyway/ I keep that nine mil on me any day/ u phoney but many spray/ that's on me that many prey/ for my downfall, dumini is many things/ put plenty up in ya brian/ really trying to change, but zo won't let me leave/ so I cock sqeeze release three and niggas bleed/ it's the m-o-b doing whatever to get the cream/ got a problem wit the team/ then come holla at me/ I'll solve it with that eagle bullet and beam/ young cyph my amigo he on the scene and we clowin'//
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(Skitzo)-so many tricks on skit's I don't know who to get wit/ who should I leave and who should I stick wit/ all up on my dick bitch /back on up, step aside while I let my chips stack on up/ acting loud getting wild trying to act on up/ that's the shit that'll get a bitch smacked on up/ see I try to be nice but they make me rude it goes from excuse me to bitch just move /
(Cyph)-baby I spit gallons of game/ and now I'm in the game I can show you my pain / show you broke living then show you the change/ nuthin stay the same, but my homeboys names/ I always had bitches now I just got more/ it's seems like they sense it when I step in the door/ and I aint even got to holla I just tell them lets go / and then they off to the ride and they giving me dome/ we get it on nigga clowin'//
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