Bài hát A To The K Báo Lỗi

Look bib you it heard on the radio

You seen it on the TV show, A to the K

A to the motherfucking Z


A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(To the what?)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K


One, life has begun for the roughneck

Kid who was gonna put niggaz in check

Eighteen G's, for the green

Obscene and it's for the time being

I'm pickin' nine, hell I'm out to get mine

And pick two homies, three combine

Next thing you know, jump in the six fo'

Get out, cock the hammer, then kick down the door


A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(A to the K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(Motherfucking K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(A to the K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K


Couple niggaz from the east side, headed eastbound

Lookin' for a pound to haul around town

Here comes a clown, I gotta hold my ground

Hear the slug comin' when it come you fall down

Buck down, dead sound that's what you found

That's what you get when you fuck with the brown

Dog, Sen is comin' to the mound

La Vida from Cypress, rips your compound

Shit gets deep, eight niggaz on the ground

What do you know? what go around come around

Six for the pig and his punk hound

Hail to the King pig or you get crowned

Or better yet I'll roll you up like a fat J


A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(A to the K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(Motherfucking K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(A to the K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K


It's gonna be on, it's gonna be on

(It's gonna be on, goin' on)

It's gonna be on, it's gonna be on

(It's gonna be on, goin' on)

It's gonna be on, it's gonna be on

(It's gonna be on, goin' on)


Give me that weed fool and all your loot too

I got a nigga in the back and the blunt for your crew

Loaded and cocked for any hard rock

If you're takin' my weed, I'm takin' over your spot

Keep your face down as I take your pound

Don't let me see nobody get up, just hug the ground

Stay still and don't make a sound

As I get out the door headed eastbound

But why did the fool try to act brave?

(Act brave)

Clip from the nine equals six to the grave


A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(A to the K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(Motherfucking K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K

(A to the K)

A to the motherfucking K homeboy

A to the motherfucking K