T-nutty – Sac Kingz lyrics

Yeah

Ha
We
on some King Shit Young
T-Nutty I
got an announcement to make AP
Imma

Sacramento King like that nigga see-Bo And
do the damn thang like X-Raided Loc Luni
Coleone hell, yeah that's my Folks And
my Loco brother Lynch Hung hanging niggaz with a rope Show
the 4 love and, can't forget my nigga Nolove Young
Joker that's my Folker here something for ya Chill
bolo Lil, Spade and, Marvelous All
the Sacramento Kingz coming with the hardest hits Mike
see and Hollow tip savved out for sheez And
Balling Ass Dame is the nigga with the cheese A1
like Triple Beam but its Young T-Nutty Young
Sacramento King with the rest of my buddies Ask
my cuddy Dre D and Bowlegs 'cause they be On
the spot tryna get every knot just like me Ima
King like Greedy GP, and, Jay Mac Skeet, 64 1st, Degree and, Dub Sac Lil
Kingpin that's my young hog homie and my Folks Chuck Bz gonna be quick to mob for me I'm
lethal like Devious Mac, and, Diesel nigga, these my motherfucking people Ima
king like Chris Webber never, lollygagging Deuce
4 on the back of my jersey like Bobby Jackson Its
time to keep it cracking on the Sacramento scene fuck
the cops waiting an ass like an accidental thing The
niggaz on my team gonna be the first to get stupid snatch
the mic for not rocking it right getting, out of control and loose it Bumping
Sacramental music feeling, the new hottest fucking
with Hollis imma, shoot shit that everybody acknowledge And
its obvious that we thick like a hippopotamus and
all of us is mobbing up ready to hit like Optimus Its
ain't no stopping us they watching us from
a distance with binoculars 'cause this shit it knocking 'cause What
it was Got? em hopping up feeing buzzed young Sacramento King thug T-Nutty
Nutt is the bomb like green bud No
need to mean mug cuzz you from out of town and
you out of bounce Sac niggaz is quick to dumb til we out of round Come
to the town and everybody's rocking a crown 'cause
we the Kingz while you throwing up things we knocking it down Swat
your shit like a point guard quit tryna be hard your
rhymes is garb' and, my niggaz got the grimmest verg And
I'm like a Sergeant Slaughter, niggaz for barging in
the capital with a calico imma animal from the Gardens Tryna
keep it on the map and attack these rap cats fuck
bitches and stack scratch I'm ripping and that's that The
riders got my back from the South to the North West
to the East and these niggaz don't take no shorts And
of course we amped up like Jordan when he slam dunk Sharper
than swords that'll cut you niggaz leave you rapped up Like
that bra no, accidental things You
suckas get whacked fucking Sacramento Kingz