Ratchet Roach, Bass Santana, Robb Bank$ - Radar

Yuh, yuh, yuh What's this, what's that on my radar? Radar, radar, radar What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah 2012, had that sack for a bar (You, you, you, you) Bust that 12, had canines in my car (You, you, you, you) But fuck them niggas, yeah, they knowing who we are (You, you, you, you) 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 (Shut it down) Ain't no soldiers unless it's members only in your town, huh (In your town) What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah What's this on my, on my radar-a-r-a-r-a-r? Yah, yah, yah, yah They get it done