2 up - Carns Hill, Youngs Teflon, Blade Brown

All I play is guwop

You was on your 1st brick

Man I was already 2 up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

I don’t listen to no music

All I play is guwop

You was on your 1st brick

Man i was already 2 up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

I don’t listen to no music

All I play is Gucci

I’m a rapper that’s got shooters

You can call me Boosie

Roll wid me a couple days

I swear it’s like a movie

In the spa wid the plug

Talking bricks in the fucking jacuzzi

Only 17 olders was tryna recruit me

Little devil that’s a shooter

They calling me Rooney

Now they calling me looney

Wild packin' niggas 'round me

I call them the goonies

Bangin' first day out

When niggas strugglin' in that drought

I was reloadin' all the workers-dem

They had a bag of shots in their mouth

I was playin' that trap back

New York wid a fat stack

20K I splashed that

Me and Sincere nigga match that

Back to '010

Playin'

Walk in my trap yard

Everybody’s cookin'

Pardon me while I reminisce

About bare racks and hella bricks

If I got ten, I’m sellin' six

And I break the rest into hella bits

I don’t listen to no music

All I play is guwop

You was on your 1st brick

Man I was already 2 up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

I don’t listen to no music

All I play is guwop

You was on your 1st brick

Man i was already 2 up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

Early morning gettin' up

Catch me cheffin' up

This plug is tryna raise the price

I feel to set him up

I got my certi lincoln ready

I don’t give a fuck

You say you got that belly

You can get that tummy tucked

I play that guwop

And fuck up a few pots

Let that lock and rerock

Shoebox, no reeboks

Just brick money and a g-lock

Should just ease off

See me cuttin' through the blocks

Or cuttin' down a crop

Set my shot up anywhere

'til the spot gets hot

I might just pop up anywhere

And show you what I got

This time I play dirty

Crept in wid a wap

Snuck in through the back door

And no one clocked

I got my guwop kicks, wid a matching top

In my BXB, and the pyrex hot

Separation confirmed

Watch homeboy get burned

While trap money gets earned

These lessons with get learned

I don’t listen to no music

All I play is guwop

You was on your 1st brick

Man I was already 2 up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

I don’t listen to no music

All i play is guwop

You was on your 1st brick

Man I was already 2 up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up

So much buj up in the yard

I nearly threw up