Certified Lyrics

Bitch sound the alarm

Bitch sound the alarm

Bitch sound the alarm

Bitch sound the alarm

Bitch sound the alarm

It gets critical

Try not to fight back

You'll look pitiful

I'm the new Mike Jack of the streets

But this new

Might jack you the streets

Got a AI cross

If you reach

Don't get saved by the Bell

Like Screech

And I ain't Slater boi

But I like to slaughter boi

If you get the ratting boi

Get to meet my cannon boi

Boi

WHOA

Bitches want to get to the bag like WHOA

But I'm like

WHOA

Bitch get low

I'm a certified playa on the low

So dig this

Bitch you better motherfucking feel this

I'm the motherfucking certified realist

Reel this

Leather in the summer, so you feel this

Realness

Bitch just know I'm a certified playa

I'm on the phone with the playas

I'm in my bucket or my traya

With my six four down

I gets round

Anytime I come through this bitch it goes down

Bitch, I just will let you know I'm a certified playa

I'm a certified playa

Runs might sound like a layup

Where the rage at

Where the fucking the hot babes at

This ain't a cage match

But I run your ass down

And I swing that bat

BAMM

California style

Drifting our cars in the middle of the street

And we all fucking wild

Buckwild

When the night come out

The gives a fuck right out

So don't be talking shit

Cause it's easy to find that your luck run out

And in these LA streets are cops is out

But the scanners is out

And we setting up props just flush them out

Oh yeah, we get busy(five zero rap that shit up)

Really fucking busy

Running this bitch till this bitch gets Rizzi

Bitch back that ass up if you wanna get with me

Yeah

I'm on my Cape Town

I'm up bout eight rounds

I got bout ten knives

I got bout ten gangs

And they all down

Randy Savage

In my black leathers

Bout a hundred brother

On hundred bikes

Vroom vroom motherfucker

We run in this bitch for hundred nights

Burning cars and we love the site

And these hot ass bitches beat the freeze of the night

It's a riot tonight

It's a riot tonight

Pack these guns up

We ride out tonight

The bees out here

And we were swarming tonight

Los Angeles bound

These are sacred grounds

These are sacred towns

These are our towns

And the shit get eerie like Seven Pounds

Let one into the night because I love the sound

Yeah, I love the sound

Tear bitch to the ground( is you mutherfuckers focus)

Burned this bitch to the ground(is you mutherfuckers focus)

Burn this his bitch to the ground

To mutherfucking ground(is you mutherfuckers focus)

Just know I'm a certified playa

I am on the phone with the playa

I'm in my bucket or my traya

I'm a certified playa

I am on the phone with the playas

I'm in my bucket or my traya

I'm a certified playa

I'm a certified Playa

Runs my town like a layup