Scooby doo, dooby doo, y'all
Scooby doo, Scooby doo, y'all
doo, y'all Scooby dooby doo,
I remember the time niggas tried to get me (I ain't it) Throw hands in the air, the Hill's live and direct, see So let me put my clip in, watch this start flippin' My, why must they be trippin'?
up, what up, fool tried to nut up Dropped the gat, riccocheted, the got cut up (Why'd you the gat, G?) I got hit from Now a nigga me, I gotta go for mine
Bring it on, bing, make ya ring When ya hit that pavement, a feeling It's on, cracked a baseball bat Oh shit, out the boot a gat
Pointed the said, "You're through" (Aimed) doo, 'cause I had a boy too
Scooby doo, Scooby dooby doo,
doo, y'all Scooby doo, y'all
doo, y'all Scooby dooby doo,
I remember the time them niggas to get me (I havin' it) Throw your gats in the air if you come test me So let me just run through, as I pull out my doo I get the chills when I see that dead crew
I got to get up, go head up, dead up I'm like that, punk, that's why you're gettin' wet-up Want me to let up, but I ain't tryin' to hear Bullshit cryin', punk, let me clear that
Buck a shot, lick a two shot, a three shot Ran out of ammo, damn, I ain't to get got Two niggas standin', dirty Lighter shade of fire, check my expanded
Now me what the fuck are you gonna do I pull out my Scooby Doo?
Scooby doo, dooby doo, y'all
Scooby doo, Scooby doo, y'all
doo, y'all Scooby doo, y'all
Take a good look 'cause this is the time you're gonna see Fat bell like again, you fat piece a chit Kid muchacho, muchacho kid, get (Oh, choot piece a chit) You fuckin' lobsta piece a chit, I'll stomp you like a
And you, you your little happy chain of lighters You wanna fuck with me, you fuck the best And you you with the haircut, the Stawberry Quik guy You the way, main, I know where you at