1:
It aint ove yall i got some shit on my chest these bittin beats given me reasons to flex, you know they when we catchem we gon bag em' tie them clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon dragem' the fuckin river shit is realer than it been, them suckas playin knowin how the U spin the benz, and when i'm mad aint no tellin what i'ma do, run in ya kill ya kids and ya momma too, then find you and you pay for what you done mah dogg, dirty dirty gettin ready to take ya wig off, i smoked a marbol to try to keep myself loadin guns at the round table, now i'm able, capable to take another one out, loose sank ships shoulnd't been runnin ya mouth, now ima ride out after i kill and this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Boy
Chorus:(chorus 2x) You can copy all you you can try to sing it but none of yal can bring it like we bring it this aint no remake or sella we the machoy this is for my lil nigga Bad Ass Yellow Boy
2:
Big tight wit mah group and i'm them guns ring masked up dressed in black and i'm throwin them things, kept it on tha top 4 for about 4 years but now you niggas to pay dealers no more tears, yeah tha rumor done got out UNLV comein agian, motha that means nobody's ????? a blow to the group we troups we neva die, i told yall mother fuckers time after time, we uptown niggas livin violent violent nowi'm for tha skae of just ridin, the hood mackin hit tha block and i'll be hidin revenge to yall did to one of mah friends, i got my money right nah we can go to war spend the all that yappin but i'lll get loaded agian don't make me shoot a bad in go to cave ya bitches chest in how i'm a out afta i kill and destroy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Yellow Boy, shots like i did gocked...
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Verse 3: We gonna dragem once agian spinin wth tint leave a note around his neck reads yella revenge i cought him slippin ar the liquor store cocked a 4 kick tha he screemed like a hoe yall don't shoot me nomore, FA SHO, ya better be lookin for some bullet proof fuck tha dumb shit i'm takin shots this year knock ya down like they did st. thomas leave bitches in shock and hit tha wall
I hide behind the milk box my is smooth fitted like a buisness man rockin boots smokin that crew to those whose put that evil on mah while i wait to buck this nigga with this 9 so stop cryin which one of you motha fuckas got the nuts to run up on us its a bonuswhen i get to use tha mack 90 get real grindy scadadle to the so you can't find me i can motha fucka 90
I got these niggas bite and gotta stop bitch eerthing we make you bitch's jock and try to copy it ride on out i want no motha fuckin dap now who killed mah boy yella aka fella hard rapper crushin ya bone i be eager to kill a nigga dumb his body in the on tha reala boy i'm a familiar garilla yall know i'm standin thuggin huffin and puffin you niggas thuggin tha hood mack flex and hit tha block and tha bustin
( 3 gun shots)
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