[00:02.18][Intro]
[00:09.66]Who wanna catch this?
[00:13.66]Who wanna catch this?
[00:18.35][Hook]
[00:18.99]********** please, you must be smokin' rocks
[00:24.36]Real **********t for my people
[00:26.42]And it just don't
[00:27.92]********* please, you must be smokin' rocks
[00:32.57]Real **********t for my people
[00:34.46]And it just don't
[00:36.18][Verse 1]
[00:36.72]Drop it like-
[00:38.41]Oh yeah, that's so trashy
[00:40.97]How low can you go?
[00:42.86]How dirty can you get? Nasty, *********
[00:45.32]Drug through the dirt
[00:46.90]Razor cut that eight millimeter make it hurt
[00:50.71]Chain sleaze leather face
[00:53.13]********* please, you must be smokin' rocks
[00:57.85]Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it
[00:59.09]Hit it, ********** it, feel it, whip it, burn it,
[01:00.80]Turn it out and kick it to da curb
[01:01.89]Shut it down
[01:02.81]Forged in the flames, said it before
[01:05.03]And I'll say it again Quazar game maximum vacuum rotation spin s-s-s
[01:10.09][Hook]
[01:10.38]********** please, you must be smokin' rocks
[01:13.82]Real **********t for my people
[01:16.01]And it just don't
[01:17.62]********* please, you must be smokin' rocks
[01:22.11]Real **********t for my people
[01:24.10]And it just don't
[01:26.36][Verse 2]
[01:26.61]When **********t goes down I'll be there
[01:28.31]With my hand on my gun, and my eyes on the road
[01:30.85]Ghost ridin' to hell, ********** if I care
[01:32.60]Who wanna catch my droze?
[01:34.65]Give a **********, blood, I ain't goin' nowhere
[01:36.89]Templar night and day, live an die by the code
[01:39.05]Code of the street, how to stay in the zone
[01:40.94]How I own it and freak it to the base of the bone
[01:43.14]I am the darkness creeping through your system
[01:45.89]The lash of da whip
[01:47.69]Cracking every **********
[01:48.83]Into position
[01:50.35]Workin' you over cra**********ng and burning in a blackhole blasting out
[01:55.38]Your subwoofers are melting
[01:57.52]Hear a ********** say, "Why's he yelling?"
[01:59.98][Bridge]
[02:00.18]Who wanna catch this gun clap?
[02:01.87]Shrapnel off me lip cause blood bath
[02:03.93][Hook]
[02:04.19]********** please, you must be smokin' rocks
[02:07.74]Real **********t for my people
[02:09.80]And it just don't
[02:11.30]********* please, you must be smokin rocks
[02:15.83]Real **********t for my people
[02:17.87]And it just don't
[02:19.51][Verse 3]
[02:19.71]Cause I run this lik
[02:21.41]Like dogtown ripped
[02:22.55]That raw **********t like none other
[02:23.91]Low down dirty **********t
[02:25.71]Shot off this hip
[02:26.62]Death Grips, *********a
[02:29.07]Please, you must be
[02:31.02]Smokin' rocks
[02:32.73]Real **********t for my people
[02:34.58]And it just don't stop
[02:36.64]**********, please
[02:39.13]

Who wanna catch this?
Who wanna catch this?
********** please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't
********* please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't
Drop it like-
Oh yeah, that's so trashy
How low can you go?
How dirty can you get? Nasty, *********
Drug through the dirt
Razor cut that eight millimeter make it hurt
Chain sleaze leather face
********* please, you must be smokin' rocks
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it
Hit it, ********** it, feel it, whip it, burn it,
Turn it out and kick it to da curb
Shut it down
Forged in the flames, said it before
And I'll say it again Quazar game maximum vacuum rotation spin s-s-s
********** please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't
********* please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't
When **********t goes down I'll be there
With my hand on my gun, and my eyes on the road
Ghost ridin' to hell, ********** if I care
Who wanna catch my droze?
Give a **********, blood, I ain't goin' nowhere
Templar night and day, live an die by the code
Code of the street, how to stay in the zone
How I own it and freak it to the base of the bone
I am the darkness creeping through your system
The lash of da whip
Cracking every **********
Into position
Workin' you over cra**********ng and burning in a blackhole blasting out
Your subwoofers are melting
Hear a ********** say, "Why's he yelling?"
Who wanna catch this gun clap?
Shrapnel off me lip cause blood bath
********** please, you must be smokin' rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't
********* please, you must be smokin rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't
Cause I run this lik
Like dogtown ripped
That raw **********t like none other
Low down dirty **********t
Shot off this hip
Death Grips, *********a
Please, you must be
Smokin' rocks
Real **********t for my people
And it just don't stop
**********, please