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X-Raided - Who is y'all niggas



Tekst piosenki:

Yeah X-Raided yeah
   Yeah X-Raided yeah
   Yeah X-Raided yeah
   Goin' down ugh
   Niggas be woofin' that shit
   Nigga who the fuck is you nigga?
   Show me y'all credentials before you speak on X-Raided
  
   They say when the dogs away the cats'll play
   Now X-Raided's back up in this bitch leavin' niggas in your way
   spittin' fire
   Why you done woke up the dragon?
   Thought the loc was through so niggas startin' braggin'
   About who can fuck with X now really
   Who put Sac on the map was it you don't be silly
   Will he make the beats up? Nigga what?
   And 24th Street rip
   But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit
   And thug niggas on the south side
   Slam X-Raided loc when they out ridin'
   I'm the king of this Sac-Town scene and you peasant
   I ran shit in the past well in the future and the present
   Yo Meek attempt to diss me you's a boy
   I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys
   Now you got tattoos ooh! You big killa
   I won't hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch nigga
   Which nigga wanna war with the hardcore
   Load up you .44 playa what cha waitin' for
   Lay a motha fucka face down
   With bullet holes in your clothes
   Decapitated and naked from the waist down
  
   Chorus:
   Who is y'all new booty ass niggas tryin' diss this nigga
   I dismiss niggas
   Endless blue sportin trigga tottin menace
   Niggas that'll disfigure niggas on my shit list (2X)
  
   Nig-niggas on my shit list
   Niggas on my shit list
   Nig-niggas on my shit list
   Niggas on my shit list
  
   I know y'all busta remember me
   Pumpin' slugs in your dome lobotomizin' your memory
   It's him or me when the wars on
   My new tapes out now the south areas' a war zone
   I send letters from the pen to my true locs
   It's time to ride my nigga go out and shoot folks
   Incarceration ain't workin'
   My body's locked but my souls on the streets lurkin'
   Perkin' niggas like Folgers, motivatin' soldiers
   To make you set look like yo set got wrecked with bulldozers
   How many marks can I take in one day?
   I'ma need a little help don't trip it's on the way, hey!
   Display your corpse in the window like a mannequin
   Why damagin'
   You got no wind and it's plain and simple
   Name 'em cripple
   Get savage when I aim my pistol
   Flame a missile through your temple till your brain gristles
   Dead issues
  
   Chorus
  
   Who is y'all, who is y'all
   Yeah
   I'm through with y'all, through with y'all
   What
   Who is y'all, who is y'all
   Yeah
   I'm through with y'all, through with y'all (2X)
  
   Nigga you can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated
   I heard that little bitch ass shit that you stated, nigga
   You can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated
   I'm the motha fuckin' bomb bout to detonate it
   I consume fake rappin' mark niggas like Brut
   Chew 'em up spit 'em out piss on 'em when I'm through
   You used to be a rip now you claim damu
   You dog niggas didn't know but nigga I do
   I knew you's a hook like a U-turn
   Put your ass in a urn cremated nigga burned
   Howard Stern couldn't clown a nigga worse than Raided
   Let loose a few verses had you cursed and faded
   Like Madusa on the loop I'm turnin' true to the stone
   Spittin' brimstone burnin' motha fuckas to bone
   If it's on I'ma show you how to end this shit
   Chrome .50 caliber "Des Eags" with extended clips bitch
  
   Chorus




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