1:
It aint ove yall i got some shit on my chest these niggas bittin beats me reasons to flex, you know they know we catchem we gon bag em' tie them clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon threw the fuckin river shit is realer it ever been, them suckas playin knowin how the U spin the benz, and when i'm mad aint no tellin 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 dirty ready to take ya wig off, i smoked a marbol to try to keep myself stable loadin guns at the round table, now i'm able, to take another one out, loose lips sank ships shoulnd't been ya mouth, now ima ride out after i kill and destroy is revenge for my lil nigga 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 like we it this aint no remake or sella we the machoy this is revenge for my lil Bad Ass Yellow Boy
2:
Big tight wit mah and i'm makin 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 agian, motha fucka that means nobody's ????? take a to the group we troups we neva die, i told yall mother fuckers time after time, we uptown niggas livin violent nowi'm ride for tha skae of just ridin, the hood mackin flexs hit tha 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 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 ride out afta i and destroy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Yellow Boy, called shots i did gocked...
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Verse 3: We gonna dragem once spinin wth full tint leave a note around his neck that reads yella revenge i cought him slippin ar the store a 4 kick tha door he screemed like a hoe yall don't shoot me nomore, FA SHO, ya better be lookin for some proof headgear fuck tha dumb shit i'm takin shots this year knock ya down like they did st. thomas leave bitches in shock and niggas hit tha
I hide behind the milk box my disquise is fitted like a buisness man rockin timberland boots smokin that crew to those put that evil on mah mind 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 hostage bite and gotta stop eerthing we make you bitch's jock and try to copy it ride on out i don't want no motha dap now who killed mah boy yella aka fella hard head rapper crushin ya i be eager to kill a nigga dumb his in the river on tha reala boy i'm a familiar garilla yall know i'm still standin thuggin and puffin you niggas thuggin tha hood mack flex and hit tha block and tha bustin
( 3 gun shots)
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