I Don't Like The Look Of It (Rangers)

[Julian:] You see it's Ranger$ nigga You know what it is We them Four Dudes That influence all the kids and Yeah we came from nothing But we finna have it all On our way to the top We could die if we fall All the haters and the fakers make us greater Niggas be talking nonsense I need translater, wait up I'm on the grind cause I'm skater cool 10 seconds from the finish line I'll see you later dude, Ha So cuff your girl, oh we're gonna take her Let me hit it like a Dodger Cause I'm balling like the Lakers From the city of angels And I'm flying with the highest Till' my wings get tangled we tight you can't deny it. [Langston:] The top is where we climbing to Don't need no help, nahh it's cool Niggas tryna' sign us too Whatchu think that I'm a fool? Niggas tryna' make they own money and they're game Cause they want their own fame And this game is not the same, you could blame All these television gangsters Reason why I said that cause they all a bunch of fakers But we the Ranger$, the stranglers We ain't no gang members but all we make is bangus I don't like the look of this And I don't like the look of that If a bitch try to set me up I hit her with a "SLAP" Just for fun, you see us coming far away you better RUN. [DayDay:] See the swag so mean but the style so clean Old spice wish that it could be as fresh as me But that's Mission Impossible Nigga you Tom Cruisin' I'm just cruisin' who looking for a bruisin' Dude I'm fly, captain of the plane In the cockpit doing things you never seen Fresh white T poppin' Skinny jeans rockin' It's Ranger$ all day and them haters we knocking So nigga 'shut up' Don't get me started, deadliest warrior and I'm the star of it I'm aiming with my bow, and ya'll niggas is the target I don't think you want beef, so don't get me started [Spotlight:] It's the eve of destruction swaggin' heavy you a light weight Steppin' to the party like a bus yo' bitch I'm gonn' take Bout to get ugly like a chick on a blind date You niggas hungry? Ohh well cause I ate And I don't go through like Looking for a soulmate I'm bout my fast bake so slow cake I won't take Steppin' up to the bat, so let me reach homeplate My money don't stay still, bitch it rotate Wait, tell me why you hating, I don't see no fucking reason I ball year round while you niggas waiting for the season Chewed up the beat, like the instrumental bleeding After I smash your girl, well you know that I deleted her.