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