Lyrics:
screamin’ fuck y’all fuck yall!
Back when bro was bangin’ in that Beamer baby blue
Back when, back when 2G had me under his wing out Warview
I had it made up
you too
I don't care if you family
Hold up, what the fuck
Yall got me fucked up
Talmboutt ""but we family""
Hoe ion give af,
Cuz we was posed to be
many hoes you would swear i was a pimp
Youngest motherfucker in my city
Did it by myself, fuck your crew fuck your committee
I don't care about
still breathin, top
Grenade, ice it up, cop pies, slice it
Up you really think you nice enough
Fuck around wit twice your luck
Even seekin scrolls until
to top
Y'all niggas gone get Dropped
Gone hit u wit a karate Chop
Uh
And imma slide for my Niggas yea
If u Fuck with me, you fuck wit Gang we bound to get
to the out
Banners to show the moves to the clout
We given a fuck?
That's news to me now
Fucking wit the clown
Finna run ya outta town
Saddle beats
The amount
rounds on me
Don't worry y'all taken care of
By the morning we getting high
No matter where we go
By the evening we catching vibes
No matter what we go
she the top runner
Tryna get that AP, the two-tone
Can't fuck wit' yall niggas, can't move wrong
Did some shit I can't say, can't move on
Moved outta my
Chorus: P.R. Terrorist (9th Prince)
Yo yo, y'all niggas talk rubbish, we Wu-Tang publish
(Yall niggas try to dub this the Gods serving justice)
of the bathroom stalls shittin these quotes
"Fuck you all"
Scaredy cat kid, duckin these dogs
You don't like us, then we don't like y'all, lick the balls!
Be
Young DNA ball like ZWade
Y'all want fame but no game
Can't come through that's my lane
Make my own that's my way
Drive by Flash in the i8
Drove so fast
dun asked this hoe a question:
What you want for a brick?
Now what you know abouy transportin' bricks for thugs?
'Shit.'
I thought not cuz you fuck wit
makin' new waves yea
I like it retro
Fuck a plane or a car I'll take the metro
Imma wipe the floor wit niggas till the mess gone
You don't wanna have me
darts, while y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy
Wonderin' how did y'all niggaz get past me
I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty
My wallos I did 'em up,
visions are crazy
Shit im dealin wit lately
All these faces fugazi
They best not try to play me
You know the motion is sick
Roll it up by the zip
Take
his bitch she feen to drive the boat
Hurd they fuck wit the bosses
Y'all be taking losses
So ima treat em how you won't
Yea yea yea
My wrist cost more
couldn't speak about
What do you do when your son is to young to think about it
On top of that my brotha got killed by a fuck nigga
So if you hatin' then I'm
crew
Split wigs for a living everydays thanksgiving
Motherfucker fuck y'all rides, we slides we dipping
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr.
fuck wit yall dudes
So I stay on mine and I
Dont talk chuck up the duece when you see me rolling by
Cause I dont got no time for talk
Pay no attention
What the fuck these niggas thought,
It's the I-N-C nigga, it's murder,
M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,
Ja Rule, haha
Ay yo Buck, turn
original S.U.C., mane
While y'all swallowing hate I be swallowing drank
So I always got to go pee, man
Fuck Mike Mack, but me and J cool
Got to feed my
[Intro]
(Ca$his)
REMIX!
(Eminem)
As the crabby little bastard that I am
Sly what the fuck a slick sick son of a bitch
Silly little rabbit don't you
Stole a space shuttle so I can do a drive-by on the whole planet
Damnit, who wanna flex?
[Chorus 4X]
"Who wanna flex wit' this Killa
Cap peela, dopeman,
Kellz 'n Nelly (That's what's up)
Get that paper (That's what's up)
Fuck them haters (That's what's up)
Playa, y'all got the game all misconstrued
I'm
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