Testo Go Nutz

Featuring tech n9ne , Lee Majors

(Verse 1)
Mic check a check a 3 4 5
More addition up to 9
With the beams flow
Drink more like I'm celebrating cinco de mayo with chico
Hear those people that be so peace and chief though We go in UTS and KCmo
Don't make me show attitude that made be snow
In your mental state be hoe that will straight be so
Wastefull really waste your labels they go in a grave below
Needo see me do in the throw in beetle
Her hero seem more veho it could be double O STDE though
I'm B bro and I teach your people lethal like I'm C Bone
Get evil I'm tech nizzle for bizzle I'm leaving on a C show
Sea shore, zero left with nothing but b doors
Crows , necks and mosquitos trying to vit on my cheetos
No wait amigos screaming me hoes amigos
Specially if you feebo, sick and nuts we nutz nigga

(Hook) x2
Go , go nutz Bottles of ciroc got a nigga tow up
And I pop the molly I'm about to turn up
These bitches turned up niggas know
We GO

(Verse 2)
My block will hit you 3 4 dark now
Throwing up the west bound then we'll be when we come around
The regime from Oakland to KC
Lee Majors and Yukmouth, connecting with tech n9ne
That grew up on that chain
Freezing that ball see caught heavy with chin lee
I'm in the hood where niggers still push cream
Pour up and we sell lean more treating the marley
We chill hard in the pen I'm trapping hard where you came
I'm with them goons and the trenches ducking the frogs and the snakes
Tracking games , ducking the law running away where you can
This for my niggers locked down in the click , shackles and chain
Hustlers and OG's that's the niggers that know me
Never been a phony chuck back hit with the phony
Counting money no chains I change like I could hang
Nigga that go against the great you must be going

(Hook) x2
Go , go nutz
Bottles of ciroc got a nigga tow up
And I pop the molly I'm about to turn up
These bitches turned up niggas know
We GO

(Verse 3)
Mic check a check a 1 2 3 shit
This the remix tracking game regime shit
Yukmouth, Lee Majors and Tech N9ne bitch
Ain't nobody fucking with my click that Jay Z shit
Flyer than a G6 , I pull that V12 benz beside your V6
Your bitch wanted me to quick
Now that's some G shit I don't need you freak bitch
But still I'm making that hard for these pimp niggers 36
I slide off in that space ship you haters better not say shit
My goons cropped on space shit
The banana clips go ape shit
Give your block a face lift
Leave a hundred shots for the pay lift
From the case C to the main bitch
My niggas ain't nothing to play with
I pop the molly now I'm turning up
Got the bitches off the molly now they turning up
Got a brick an activist niggas pouring up
Trekkie game get this stain niggers knowing up

(Hook) x2
Go , go nutz
Bottles of ciroc got a nigga tow up
And I pop the molly I'm about to turn up
These bitches turned up niggas know
We GO