Lyrics:
wanna play?
We got somethin' hot for you
Osama clips, we got a 100 shots for you
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
U.S.D.A., respect da shield
You niggas wanna
Now begin your death-defying climb
Butcher's boy
No time for fun, for now the bunny's
USDA prime!
Blending up the mental trauma (of the brain)
So much
Stack Rotate Lenda
Grand Prix You The Star And The Winna
2 Steak USDA Soft Tenda
Street Hustle Hard
You A True Venda
Bubble Gum Rap Is What I'm Spit'n
to play, so-
Now begin
Your death-defying climb
Butcher’s boy
No time for fun, for now the bunny’s
USDA PRIME!
Blending up the mental trauma
(Of the brain)
It's CTE, USDA for life
The shield in the freezer cuz it's flooded with ice
Snowman, bitch, I ain't wit all that dumb shit
Choppa hit ya ass, nigga,
rein' up with, man
Y'all ain't ready for them CTE, USDA niggas, man
Blood Raw holla at em
Up early, grab my onions out the cereal box
Seven
I'm smokin' on fat
Blunts like I got fat lungs (Dope)
USDA approved, get the beef stamped on
(Stamped on, yeah) got introduced the money
That was
Ik munda uche kadd da
Jaan jaan khang da firey
Ki karan maaye usda
Dasde tu tang na karey
Ki karan maaye usda
Dasde tu tang na karey
Turdi de pairh
1. Deeming, Burgan, Cohen. The National Fire-Danger Rating Sys¬tem. USDA Forest Service, General Technical report. INT-39, 1978.
2. Garcia Diez,
main anhad naad bajaya,Apne dil da haal sunaya,(x2)
Nach nach main galliyan wich ghooma,Ho..isda usda maatha chooma,Ho..nach nach main galliyan wich ghooma,Isda usda maatha
anhad naad bajaya,
Apne dil da haal sunaya,(x2)
Nach nach main galliyan wich ghooma,
Ho..isda usda maatha chooma,
Ho..nach nach main galliyan wich
certified prime by the USDA
Now the name that I use is DJ Run
And I'm a fast-talkin' slow-walkin' number one
And if you don't believe all the words I say
(yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed
You already know what it is, nigga
Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga U-S-D-A
I
(yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed
You already know what it is, nigga
Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga U-S-D-A
I
grandma pacemaker and just handle the piece
Not two fingers I simultaneously bop two bangers
You do not want angus USDA prime beef, ya dead meat
I'm so
grandma pacemaker and just handle the piece
Not two fingers I simultaneously bop two bangers
You do not want angus USDA prime beef, ya dead meat
I'm so
Bloods everywhere you lay, but ain't no blood in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat beef like USDA
OMW to your trap (blap) now I'll be on my way
a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass chain,
USDA the shield,
You better respect us,
Better understand the game,
Its chess not checkers,
Two choked out
make one mistake and it's the Pearly Gates for them eight-five crates a' USDA-approved cluckers. You wanna hit second?"
[Chorus]
Wolf Creek Pass, way up
got nothin' to learn
'Cause baby, I'm gifted, you see what I mean?
USDA certified lean
I'm the man, come 'round
No-no-nothing can break, you can't
Kink throw a hundred grand in my casket
[Chorus: x 2]
Pour out a little liquor, bury me in some Evisu jeans
A USDA top and a throw-away glock
Bury
real niggaz do real things you know they (CHEEAAA)
You already know, free Pimp C nigga (LIFE NIGGA)
U.G.K. for motherfuckin' life, U.S.D.A. nigga,
a young ghetto nigga wit a big ass chain,
USDA the shield,
You better respect us,
Better understand the game,
Its chess not checkers,
Two choked out
Pebbles
Respect the shield, USDA, yeah we came thru
We gettin' money while you niggas ain't countin' clues
You burnin' up daddy, ya too hot
Them other
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