Songtext von Radar (feat. Ratchet Roach, Bass Santana & Robb Bank$)

Yuh, yuh, yuh What's this, what’s that on my radar Radar, radar, radar What's this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What's this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What’s this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 2012, had that sack for a bar Bust that 12, had canines in my car But fuck them niggas, yeah they knowing who we are Nigga stop playing, you get smoked like a cigar When I die, don't come back, it's a wrap Nigga vool, that's my mood, ain't no gas Fuck my lungs, I smoke gas, you smoke back With your bitch, we go half on the sack Told me Bass, please hit the brakes You've been going too hard Lost myself, I lost my dog I'm hurt, I swear to God Try to run off with the energy, we shut it down Ain't no soldiers unless it’s members only in your town What’s this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What's this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What’s this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah What's this on my, on my on my radar-ar-ar-ar? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah