Kid Buu – W lyrics

[Intro: Scrappy]
You gotta take an L to get a W
You gotta take an L to get a W, yeah

[Verse 1: Scrappy]
Me and bones are the creeper
We was trappin', dead nights
Smokin' blunts in the living room, every damn night
Then the opps, they started schemin'
Told my nigga, we gon' be alright
So we went and copped that pint
They tweak with us, it's on sight
You gotta take an L to get a W, aye
Turn that upside down and we gon' murder you, aye
This that Murder Gang shit, we ain't heard of you, aye
This that Bro Gang shit, I don't envy you
And you just lost your homie, what you finna do?
I got loose screws, nigga, that we finna shoot
Pulled up on yo' block, nigga, in a mini coupe
That Mac 11 'bout to make his body scoot

[Chorus: Scrappy]
You gotta take an L to get a W, (you gotta take an L to get a W)
You gotta take an L to get a W, (you gotta take an L to get a W)
It don't matter where you from, aye
It's 'bout where you from, aye
No such thing as love, aye
So you can't show no love
This will never change
That's just how it was
Free my niggas in the cell block
Free [?]

[Verse 2: Humongous The God (Kid Buu)]
Problem, got some guns
M niggas act so dumb
Mix the lean with Rum
Drop 'em with that [?] drum
Problems, then we'll solve it
A hundred to resolve it
Once the two weeks up, that nigga lookin' like some drunks
It don't matter where you from
It's 'bout where you're done
You ain't take no L's? You don't get no love
Only L I take is a nose spliff
Gotta take an L, roll another spliff
Backwards, back to back, yeah, boy, I'm lit
When you take them L's, boy, you bound to win
We don't use no credit cards cause they counterfeit
Money counters on counter-tops, you can count on it
We trappin' out the W, that's a lot of winnin'
Driveway full of V's, that's a lot of women
In my Versace sheets, that's a lot of women
They used to doubt on me when I was down the trenches

[Chorus: Scrappy]
You gotta take an L to get a W, (you gotta take an L to get a W)
You gotta take an L to get a W, (you gotta take an L to get a W)
It don't matter where you from, aye
It's 'bout where you from, aye
No such thing as love, aye
So you can't show no love
This will never change
That's just how it was
Free my niggas in the cell block
Free [?]