Royce da 5'9", Tre Little - Take His Life lyrics

Whatwhatyo

(Take his life) all these niggas
Wanna do is talk
(Nigga take his life) fuck around and
Run into some real niggas
(Take his life) don't these niggas
Know it's not a game
(Nigga take his life) don't make me
Put this bullet in your frame

(Take his life) all these niggas
Wanna do is talk
(Nigga take his life) fuck around and
Run into some real niggas
(Take his life) don't these niggas
Know it's not a game
(Nigga take his life) don't make me
Put this bullet in your frame

We Detroit niggas


The illest breed of niggas to breathe
Detroit niggas Kill on the street kill an MC
Kill on the beat kill on the creep
Kill in my sleep kill with my peeps
Kill a nigga ha! kill with my heat
Got them not moving their
Lips like ventriloquists
Issue the hit empty the clip
Until his ten becomes six
Trampoline you off your feet in
The form of flips
Fill him with lead got him writing
His name with his dick
I got niggas like it's a walk
To school worth my goods
I got niggas pumping for blood in
The heart of your hood
The fact remains you're better
Off praising our name
Beef with us that'd cost about
Your life in change
Fuck that all y'all strange niggas to me
Fuck that my niggas'll hang niggas for me
You living or dying? nigga you
Know I'm gripping the iron
For the drama your man is a bitch
And I'm itching to try him

(Take his life) all these niggas
Wanna do is talk
(Nigga take his life) fuck around and
Run into some real niggas
(Take his life) don't these niggas
Know it's not a game
(Nigga take his life) don't make me
Put this bullet in your frame

I promise to live on the side of the tracks
Where witnesses is frequently trading
Shoes for toe tags
We want war so we coming to get it in blood
And we ain't leaving without something
To put in the mud
Pleading for your life with more
One-liners than rhyme fights
Backfire on niggas who don't
Handle their mind right
Shine bright and we straight
Thug niggas with problems
Just making it known long as we
Got them then y'all got them
Got it listen that's your
Brain talking to you
You did what i said you'd do
Look what I led you to
I'm above your hood so i can dead you too
You living in the belly of the
Beast that I fed you to
I know it's cold go to the
Light they calling for you
Be a man set an example
What a baller would do
Him and all his crew can fall in to
The wrath of the 17 shot exposure I told you!

(Take his life) all these niggas
Wanna do is talk
(Nigga take his life) fuck around and
Run into some real niggas
(Take his life) don't these niggas
Know it's not a game
(Nigga take his life) don't make me
Put this bullet in your frame

Size you up six feet couple inches
Sneak attack a cat who naps with slow senses
Red dot gun cocked picture me missing
Aim precise steady hand and start spitting
I'm hard hitting and ready
To disregard living
I call life hell I call bars prison
You all off rhythm trying to ball wit' him
Worse off
Trying to brawl wit' him all fall victim
Slow down guy before your brakes fall off
And you crash into something
That ain't that soft
You ain't that raw gun in
Your face what's up now?
Pleading to make it right you
Need to say goodnight

(Take his life) all these niggas
Wanna do is talk
(Nigga take his life) fuck around and
Run into some real niggas
(Take his life) don't these niggas
Know it's not a game
(Nigga take his life) don't make me
Put this bullet in your frame

Royce 5'9 fugue the wise guy
What nigga