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X-Raided - Who but me

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Nigga who was the first one screamin' the block
   on these records nigga?
   Who was the first nigga that brought the town
   really nationwide nigga?
   Who but me nigga?
   [Verse 1]
   Draggin' it tellin' it nigga ways, and peepin' the game
   Packin' it sellin' it nigga pay, keepin' the change Raided,
   Deep in the game crack, sellin' it nigga track
   Hit the bell and it hold back on the scene
   wid felons greens inhalin' the smoke
   Sub-machines full ah violence on foes
   in the club shoot beams and walk,
   Lookin' for fiends sellin' souls to the cops red,
   Died in his shirt hurt, silence is proved dead
   I'm a soul to the block nigga that think violence is cute
   Chase niggas in hot pursuit, nine's is mute
   Silencers screwed on the nose of the barrels
   That cry murders youth,
   throw holes in devils like po' do
   Cause riots and urge my loc if to ghost you
   Madman motherfucka we lootin' this mansion
   Cause you lyin', rhymin' wid passion but no truth
   Bad hands is dealt, like gamblers in Vegas
   milk wives and niggas amplifiers invade the,
   Scrambler motherfuck it he called yo convo
   Red or blue if you cut the wrong one the bomb blow
   We roll super thick like fire ants
   Troop wid heat like we bought gun stores wid my advance
   Who but me?
   [Chorus 2X: X-Raided] and (Dott Dogg)
   Who be flashin' (nigga!)
   Who be mashin' (nigga!)
   Who be smashin' (nigga!)
   Who but me? (Madman!)
   If you cashin' (nigga!)
   If you blastin' (nigga!)
   If you thrashin', troop wid me (Madman!)
   [Verse 2]
   I'm can cannin' it nigga
   Been bringin' it nigga
   Fuck a lil glocks and bails been bringin' it nigga
   Scope loc Dogg crippin' it, slip the clip in it
   Catch 'em slippin' on dubs jack, then I'm strippin' it
   Hennessey sippin' it, dope sack flippin' it
   Call the case I still got, court Dott skippin' it
   I ain't new to this nigga, been true to this nigga
   Off branch talkin' bout what they gon' do to this nigga
   But I ain't feelin' them niggas
   So I'm killin' them niggas
   Don't you try to tell him now these
   pair ah villains fillin' up niggas
   Y'all know how I do, and know what I does
   Set trip ain't no love, let 'em know what's up cuz
   Madman till my casket drop it don't stop
   Fuck the haters and the cops
   Tell them niggas give you props
   And I only got my love for my thugs and bitches
   And all I got for enemies is some slugs and stitches
   [Verse 3]
   You'll get lost in the mix nigga, swallowed in the game
   You get the flossin' it slippin' it up wildin' wid the pain
   Like Baby Layne, catch you in the mall and stomp ya brain
   Cause I want yo chain I'm sick and don't want to change
   My niggas is followin' the same groove we,
   Stick to the scripts stick to the Crips
   All them other fools get dicks to the lips
   So I share no blunt, my bitch bought Nikes and boxers
   Don't wear no pumps, buy me a glock and report it stolen
   Holdin' my chips to the roll of the die
   wid the loot like Scrooge Mcduck tuck yo jewels
   Or my crew push up the conversatin' choose to buck
   Momma waitin' for me to rise,
   Motivation to my girl be demise
   You hear me nigga be advised I do whatever it takes
   Get together wid snakes, go to hell and sit forever and bake
   Look in my eyes you can see it if you willin' to try
   True indeed no disguise for what I'm feelin' inside
   Who but me?

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