UnoTheActivist, BigSmokeChapo, Black Gwaluh - Revenge lyrics
[UnoTheActivist, BigSmokeChapo, Black Gwaluh - Revenge lyrics]
Rob me a nigga like every Friday
And I'm with Smoke and he bang the Brim way
And I'm with Bloody Dior, he bangin' 9 Trey
Chopper hit him, bullet holes
In his face, ooh, ooh
(Lil bitch) whoop
Everything motherfuckin' Gwaluh, yeah
(Hudda, hudda, hudda, hudda, hudda)
Southside, nigga, yeah jurassic Park, bitch
You already know what the
Fuck brackin', nigga, yeah
Welcome to Clayton County AKA Jurassic Park
Niggas talkin' beef but they
Ain't ready for war
I ain't pullin' up with straps
I'll throw a bomb in your car pussy nigga
What it is? I'll bring it to your front yard
Where the fuck your mama live
Nigga? I'll wet that shit up
Nigga, stop fuckin' playin' with your life
This ain't that nigga pull up with a MAC
I bet I'll empty the MAC whoop hudda
Everything Gwaluh been the fuckin' shooter
Pass it to my lil bro to
See if he gonna do it, yeah
And you know I fuckin' am
Spray your ass with my man
Then I pull off in a Lamb, skrrt, skrrt
Goin' ham yeah, I got the Glock 40 and
You know I tote the nina
And my bitch by my side
Shawty looking like a diva
Know it's SouthsideSmoke, got the
Nina right now, ayy
Nigga talkin' brazy, I'ma lay his ass down
That's on my set Brim Gang
Yeah, y'all pussy niggas lame
Man, I'm in it for the cash
I don't give a fuck about some fame
Damn, my teeth bling
Damn, my wrist bling, ooh
Stomp on your block like
A fuckin' orangutan, yeah, yeah
(What?) run my check every day, yeah
(What?) nigga, don't ever play, ayy
(What?) pistols right to your face, yeah
(What?) we takin' everything
(Hold on, lil, hold on, lil, hold on
Hold on)
Hold on, hold on, little ho
I'm from the 3, I'm sticked up with Boat
And my diamonds jumpin' just like jump rope
Hold on, little bitch
Put this pistol to your throat
I fucked your baby mama right on the bamera
I'm with the whoop
He bangin' Bloody Bandana
I pull up then pour the
Deuce right in my Fanta
Put two in his head then put one in his mama
Rob me a nigga like every Friday
And I'm with Smoke and he bang the Brim way
And I'm with Bloody Dior, he bangin' 9 Trey
Chopper hit him, bullet holes in his face
(Lil bitch)
Ooh, ooh, I'm sprayin' like Mase
Hold on, baby, suck me, I'm like
"How do it taste?" chopper hit him
Body flip just like gymnastics
If he try to run up know I keep me a stick
Ooh (Stick)
Hold on, lil bitch, what you doin'?
The bitch wanna ball and
I'm like Patrick Ewing
Chopper hit him, now his body get to oozin'
Ooh and I got a clip like a movie, yeah
And I'm with Smoke and he bang the Brim way
And I'm with Bloody Dior, he bangin' 9 Trey
Chopper hit him, bullet holes
In his face, ooh, ooh
(Lil bitch) whoop
Everything motherfuckin' Gwaluh, yeah
(Hudda, hudda, hudda, hudda, hudda)
Southside, nigga, yeah jurassic Park, bitch
You already know what the
Fuck brackin', nigga, yeah
Welcome to Clayton County AKA Jurassic Park
Niggas talkin' beef but they
Ain't ready for war
I ain't pullin' up with straps
I'll throw a bomb in your car pussy nigga
What it is? I'll bring it to your front yard
Where the fuck your mama live
Nigga? I'll wet that shit up
Nigga, stop fuckin' playin' with your life
This ain't that nigga pull up with a MAC
I bet I'll empty the MAC whoop hudda
Everything Gwaluh been the fuckin' shooter
Pass it to my lil bro to
See if he gonna do it, yeah
And you know I fuckin' am
Spray your ass with my man
Then I pull off in a Lamb, skrrt, skrrt
Goin' ham yeah, I got the Glock 40 and
You know I tote the nina
And my bitch by my side
Shawty looking like a diva
Know it's SouthsideSmoke, got the
Nina right now, ayy
Nigga talkin' brazy, I'ma lay his ass down
That's on my set Brim Gang
Yeah, y'all pussy niggas lame
Man, I'm in it for the cash
I don't give a fuck about some fame
Damn, my teeth bling
Damn, my wrist bling, ooh
Stomp on your block like
A fuckin' orangutan, yeah, yeah
(What?) run my check every day, yeah
(What?) nigga, don't ever play, ayy
(What?) pistols right to your face, yeah
(What?) we takin' everything
(Hold on, lil, hold on, lil, hold on
Hold on)
Hold on, hold on, little ho
I'm from the 3, I'm sticked up with Boat
And my diamonds jumpin' just like jump rope
Hold on, little bitch
Put this pistol to your throat
I fucked your baby mama right on the bamera
I'm with the whoop
He bangin' Bloody Bandana
I pull up then pour the
Deuce right in my Fanta
Put two in his head then put one in his mama
Rob me a nigga like every Friday
And I'm with Smoke and he bang the Brim way
And I'm with Bloody Dior, he bangin' 9 Trey
Chopper hit him, bullet holes in his face
(Lil bitch)
Ooh, ooh, I'm sprayin' like Mase
Hold on, baby, suck me, I'm like
"How do it taste?" chopper hit him
Body flip just like gymnastics
If he try to run up know I keep me a stick
Ooh (Stick)
Hold on, lil bitch, what you doin'?
The bitch wanna ball and
I'm like Patrick Ewing
Chopper hit him, now his body get to oozin'
Ooh and I got a clip like a movie, yeah