Letra de ' 2 Dumb ' de The Pack

Do u hit this yea u kno who da fuck i am, no introduction needed
Its the pack nfl(yess) wut it do, wut it do already kno

[chorus: x2]
Hey my niggas go 2 dumb, 20 deep in the party and we all on one (thizz) yess and the grapes stay smokin' donuts in the street wit the doors wide open

[verse 1: stunna]
U gotta scraper hit the gas start yokin,im dumbtipsy but a nigga still focused, this block shit u could catch a nigga posted, kick it wit a bop, (one time i poke it), finna plug ya airways
Just like locusts,15s on slump always scrapin' through oakland,yeaaa, young stunna so icey, u aint never seen a nigga out here like me, l.r.g. hoodie wit my coke white nikes, from the b-town
So u kno i get hyphy, i shit on niggas im somethin' like a seagull,smoke great ticks 24s on the reagell, yokin with young l hittin donuts like street geal, u aint goin dumb, u aint tellin the truth, my niggas go
18 while they still on roof, we in da 4 door park avenue, fuck the coop.

[chorus x2]

[verse 2: stunna]
Wut they say stunna sick like aids, and my watch looks like it was dipped in kool-aid, so i guess u say this young nigga got it made, say u get money like me, i dont believe ya, cuz my ears look like ive been sittin
In the freeza, yeaa or rapid ass niggas, george clooney type, actin ass nigga, i, i,i im so bay wit it, it aint a scraper if it aint got the suction wit it, u can hear me from a block away, and u dont want it homeboy cuz i like to chop or spray, right were ur mama lay, yea
Nigga dont play, its the t.h.e. p.a.c. 2 da k and im s.t.u.n.n. 2 da a, stunna niggas thizzin all day, rest in peace mac dre, young l on the beat, its reffered to the bay.

[chorus x2]

[verse 3: stunna]
These feezy jeans im way to fly, purple stuff im way to high, scrapin' at the window my niggas on both sides, 2 stewy in the party my niggas dont lie, $200 shoes who is betta than i, yea my squad go retarded, and fuck where u from,we goin bang regardless cuz we
Da hardest,so you'd betta be the smartest,first thing on ur agenda get the fuck up out the party, (yea) before u get stomped out,got 100 niggas wit me and we all from the south, bops get me in the sheets, especially when i got they best friends on my team
My turf niggas put ur shit in the air,how u kno u own a turf,cuz theres dreads everywhere, 50 henney in my hand, i blow purple in the air (yess)

Hey my niggas go 2 dumb 20 deep in the party and we all on one (thizz) yess and the grapes stay smokin' donuts in the streets with the doors wide open...