1:
It aint ove yall i got shit on my chest these niggas bittin beats given me reasons to flex, you know they know we catchem we gon bag em' tie them clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon dragem' the fuckin river shit is realer than it ever been, them suckas playin knowin how the U the benz, and when i'm mad aint no what i'ma do, run in ya crib kill ya kids and ya momma too, then find you and make you pay for you done mah dogg, dirty dirty dirty ready to take ya wig off, i smoked a marbol to try to keep myself stable guns at the round table, now i'm able, capable to take one out, loose lips 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 all you want you can try to sing it but none of yal niggas can bring it like we it this no remake or sella we the real machoy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Boy
2:
Big wit mah group and i'm makin them guns ring masked up dressed in black and i'm them things, kept it blowin on tha top 4 for about 4 years but now you niggas gots to pay dealers no tears, yeah tha rumor done got out UNLV comein agian, fucka that means nobody's ????? take a blow to the group we troups we neva die, i yall mother fuckers time after time, we uptown niggas livin violent violent nowi'm for tha skae of just ridin, the mackin flexs hit tha block and i'll be hidin revenge to what yall did to one of mah friends, i got my right nah we can go to war spend the benz all that 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 for my lil nigga Bad Ass Yellow Boy, called shots like i did gocked...
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Verse 3: We dragem once agian spinin wth full tint leave a note around his that reads yella revenge i cought him slippin ar the liquor store cocked a 4 kick tha door he screemed like a hoe don't shoot me nomore, FA SHO, ya better be lookin for bullet proof headgear fuck tha dumb shit i'm dome shots this year knock ya down like they did st. thomas leave bitches in shock and niggas hit tha
I hide behind the box my disquise is smooth fitted like a buisness man rockin timberland boots smokin that to those whose put that evil on mah mind while i wait to buck this nigga with 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 to the west so you can't find me i can motha doin 90
I got these niggas hostage bite and gotta stop bitch we make you bitch's and try to copy it ride on out i don't want no motha fuckin dap now who killed mah boy yella aka fella hard head crushin ya bone 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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