Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro, Taz, The Fakkulty - R U Down lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Z-Ro, Taz, The Fakkulty - R U Down lyrics]
Stained up, roach ass niggas in my mix mix
I heard a stranger say guerilla till I die
But motherfuckers be claiming the
Name in vain
Nigga you ain't never witnessed the pain
But I got a diploma for making
Bitch niggas hold they jaw
When I pull a nine out
I'mma find out witch nigga told the law
When my homie was located
Incarcerated in 701
It's like going from heaven to slum
Motherfucker now you know
This is dedicated to you, dear bitch
This is dedicated to the coward
Niggas of your click
The Gemini killer is coming
To get the motherfuckers
But they fin to feel
This approach from behind
For the mighty motherfuckin power ranger
Danger becuase of my anger
Never been no stranger to one
In the chamber so run
RIP coming across the chamber with my gun
No coming back, welcome to my world
I'll show you pain you never seen it
Slapping patches out of niggas and we
Mean it when we scream it
Never be givin' a good god damn
So why did they go and get us started?
Now it's time to show these
Niggas we the hardest
All I want to know is are you down?
How many niggas want to ride with me
They say my mob is a threat to society
Because we mobbing in masks
Get the gauge and we blast
And quick to put a motherfucker on his ass
Are you down?
Now which one of you niggas are fake
And tell me which one of you niggas are real
I might not find out now
But I guarantee if you cross me
Knock out your grill
Cause I don't feel, a nigga
Should chill with me, steal from me
Smile in my face and stabbed
Me in my back see?
Obviously, that nigga ain't down with me
And he ain't who he claim to be
But it ain't no game to me
I take it seriously
And keep my eyes on my motherfucking enemies
Got to keep my distance g
Cause I know they plotting on me
To set me up for a homicide or robbery
But it ain't no thang to me
Cause I got my family
Killa Klan and Guerilla
Maab coming catastrophe
You get snatched if we
Feel you less than a man
I'm in a clan where niggas trained
To kill with that by hands
But they don't understand
Until they been there
Are you down or what? Cause
If not then beware!
Stained up, roach ass niggas in my mix mix
Now most of the time I'm by myself
'cause all of my friends are fake
How many more chins willI have to check
Until the bones in my wrist
And my fist finally break
But I was born, as a child of the corn
Now between heaven and hell I'm torn
And trapped in a motherfucking storm
I'm ready to kill and I'm ready to die
My mind is constantly gone on fry (nigga)
You lost when I bumped you off
Then I dumped you off
For the crime in the south
It's about time to close shop
'Cause the nine Glock put a
Nigga in a pine box, i need some gin
I celebrate the murder death kill of a
Nigga that really won't breath again
But there ain't another nigga that's
As cold as I and I'm gon' hold on to my
Guerillas until I'm told to die
But motherfuckers be throwin' up sets
When they be rolling by
But motherfuckers are horizontal with
A swollen eye
I'mma keep me a lean on, Robitussin
Got to keep me a Glock that I be bustin'
I got to to keep my eyes open wider
Motherfuckers be thinking they MacGyver
Pull a stunt, got a trick up they sleeve
Hate me? Motherfuckers don't like breathing
When a guerilla like me never be leaving
I got a man with a verse that I be reading
But are you down?
I heard a stranger say guerilla till I die
But motherfuckers be claiming the
Name in vain
Nigga you ain't never witnessed the pain
But I got a diploma for making
Bitch niggas hold they jaw
When I pull a nine out
I'mma find out witch nigga told the law
When my homie was located
Incarcerated in 701
It's like going from heaven to slum
Motherfucker now you know
This is dedicated to you, dear bitch
This is dedicated to the coward
Niggas of your click
The Gemini killer is coming
To get the motherfuckers
But they fin to feel
This approach from behind
For the mighty motherfuckin power ranger
Danger becuase of my anger
Never been no stranger to one
In the chamber so run
RIP coming across the chamber with my gun
No coming back, welcome to my world
I'll show you pain you never seen it
Slapping patches out of niggas and we
Mean it when we scream it
Never be givin' a good god damn
So why did they go and get us started?
Now it's time to show these
Niggas we the hardest
All I want to know is are you down?
How many niggas want to ride with me
They say my mob is a threat to society
Because we mobbing in masks
Get the gauge and we blast
And quick to put a motherfucker on his ass
Are you down?
Now which one of you niggas are fake
And tell me which one of you niggas are real
I might not find out now
But I guarantee if you cross me
Knock out your grill
Cause I don't feel, a nigga
Should chill with me, steal from me
Smile in my face and stabbed
Me in my back see?
Obviously, that nigga ain't down with me
And he ain't who he claim to be
But it ain't no game to me
I take it seriously
And keep my eyes on my motherfucking enemies
Got to keep my distance g
Cause I know they plotting on me
To set me up for a homicide or robbery
But it ain't no thang to me
Cause I got my family
Killa Klan and Guerilla
Maab coming catastrophe
You get snatched if we
Feel you less than a man
I'm in a clan where niggas trained
To kill with that by hands
But they don't understand
Until they been there
Are you down or what? Cause
If not then beware!
Stained up, roach ass niggas in my mix mix
Now most of the time I'm by myself
'cause all of my friends are fake
How many more chins willI have to check
Until the bones in my wrist
And my fist finally break
But I was born, as a child of the corn
Now between heaven and hell I'm torn
And trapped in a motherfucking storm
I'm ready to kill and I'm ready to die
My mind is constantly gone on fry (nigga)
You lost when I bumped you off
Then I dumped you off
For the crime in the south
It's about time to close shop
'Cause the nine Glock put a
Nigga in a pine box, i need some gin
I celebrate the murder death kill of a
Nigga that really won't breath again
But there ain't another nigga that's
As cold as I and I'm gon' hold on to my
Guerillas until I'm told to die
But motherfuckers be throwin' up sets
When they be rolling by
But motherfuckers are horizontal with
A swollen eye
I'mma keep me a lean on, Robitussin
Got to keep me a Glock that I be bustin'
I got to to keep my eyes open wider
Motherfuckers be thinking they MacGyver
Pull a stunt, got a trick up they sleeve
Hate me? Motherfuckers don't like breathing
When a guerilla like me never be leaving
I got a man with a verse that I be reading
But are you down?