Xanman - Rap Niggas lyrics
[Xanman - Rap Niggas lyrics]
Rap niggas all you do is just lie
Matter of fact I hope you die
Uzi out the window, better stand by
I been playing with guns
I was in junior high
Real hitman shoot in a tie
My chopper R Kelly believe he can fly
I let the rouger up like 4th of July
I’m taking royal pain, this ain’t Sky High
I always got to watch how I move
Because if you don’t they be tipping the high
They think that I'm broke
I don’t show what I got
Shout out to Kaydoo got the 325
Don’t talk to these niggas
Thought that I was a mime
When I was off a bar, think I lost my mind
The only thing you never get back is time
The chopper got the kick just follow in line
I just want an Audi or Range
Cuz hot like he had a flame thrower
Pain killers do not mean that the pain over
Shoot a nigga then it’s game over
All my life I been the same soldier
Shot cuz ‘cause he came closer
I gave my booty bitch a makeover
I’m drinking Wock this ain’t no hangover
Rap niggas all you do is just lie
Matter of fact I hope you die
Uzi out the window, better stand by
I been playing with guns I was in junior high
Real hitman he shoot in a tie
My chopper R Kelly believe he can fly
I let the rouger up like 4th of July
I’m taking royal pain, this ain’t Sky High
Matter of fact I hope you die
Uzi out the window, better stand by
I been playing with guns
I was in junior high
Real hitman shoot in a tie
My chopper R Kelly believe he can fly
I let the rouger up like 4th of July
I’m taking royal pain, this ain’t Sky High
I always got to watch how I move
Because if you don’t they be tipping the high
They think that I'm broke
I don’t show what I got
Shout out to Kaydoo got the 325
Don’t talk to these niggas
Thought that I was a mime
When I was off a bar, think I lost my mind
The only thing you never get back is time
The chopper got the kick just follow in line
I just want an Audi or Range
Cuz hot like he had a flame thrower
Pain killers do not mean that the pain over
Shoot a nigga then it’s game over
All my life I been the same soldier
Shot cuz ‘cause he came closer
I gave my booty bitch a makeover
I’m drinking Wock this ain’t no hangover
Rap niggas all you do is just lie
Matter of fact I hope you die
Uzi out the window, better stand by
I been playing with guns I was in junior high
Real hitman he shoot in a tie
My chopper R Kelly believe he can fly
I let the rouger up like 4th of July
I’m taking royal pain, this ain’t Sky High