"Fuck Alla Rap" lyrics
Fuck alla rap, put my life on the line tryna do it for bro
When the Hound smell blood in the water, he hawkin' you down, it ain't nowhere to go
They thought I was gone, but I'm back, livin' good in the rock, six building and shit with the Glo
Got the scalp in the drawl, got the hands in the pants, got the best 48, got him thinkin' I'm cold
TMB Del, nigga ran into me, nigga cap, nigga makin' this shit sound good
Sha Dollaz a bitch, when he ran into me, had the black in my mouth tryna do it for good
Yeah I be rappin' but they know the vibes, when they run into me I put on for the hood
Every time that they speak on the Hat, niggas never did shit, always saying the shit that they could
I'm on any opp block, promoting they smokin' on bro then they shot, I know if I point Nazzy get him, he got
It never took shit to go walk up the block, [?] brodie back with the pole make it hot
R2 get to jammin', it's not even clickin', I'm spamming this shit, pump faking the shot
Brodie hawkin' the target, no time to reload, if it jam, keep hawkin' and smackin' the knocks
Gotta flick with the flow and I know if I flick brodie get in his mode
We want the pack, everyone got a pole, was never the type to go tell you to tote
Rappin' and flickin', they say I'm the goat, 1 mill' in the vid, next day in the post
I said, "Bro, jack the hit", saw the Jet take a shit, when he dropped to the floor all you saw was the ghost, word to my dead
Full court press, mentionin' bro, niggas dying for less
Walk through the back, we invadin' the 'jects, but they shooting a vid, nigga, give it your best
Hop out the black truck, put it to test
Niggas can die if they mentionin' X
Like, word to bro, they put us to the test, next day with a buck', did it all for the Jet, word to my dead
Niggas playin' this shit, I don't play with this shit, I remember that time had to flick with a Glock
How the fuck is they buggin' for B? They not buggin' for B, they don't even come down the block
Like, 48'd the swag, I done bend with the Hound tryna flick on a Kreep with the 'Wokk
Yo Nazzy, remember the day he was flickin' his wrists? Next day, he was duckin' his top
I think that's a Kreep, better get on his body, he not gettin' low
Kelly the ghost land, remember that day we was troopin' broadday tryna do it for bro
What you know 'bout boxin' em in? Nigga, two on the left and the right, it ain't nowhere to go
Why everybody so tough? When they run into us, start slappin' the G, won't let 'em get low
Stackz had mouth, we sat him down on the bench, I bet he won't mention the dead
1k too, he kept sayin' my name, nigga, now there's a vid where he got hit in his leg
How the fuck is they buggin' for B? Your big brother dead, he got hit in the back of his head
Nigga, you was just duckin' from us, nigga, word to my dead, they should've took you out instead, word to my dead
When the Hound smell blood in the water, he hawkin' you down, it ain't nowhere to go
They thought I was gone, but I'm back, livin' good in the rock, six building and shit with the Glo
Got the scalp in the drawl, got the hands in the pants, got the best 48, got him thinkin' I'm cold
TMB Del, nigga ran into me, nigga cap, nigga makin' this shit sound good
Sha Dollaz a bitch, when he ran into me, had the black in my mouth tryna do it for good
Yeah I be rappin' but they know the vibes, when they run into me I put on for the hood
Every time that they speak on the Hat, niggas never did shit, always saying the shit that they could
I'm on any opp block, promoting they smokin' on bro then they shot, I know if I point Nazzy get him, he got
It never took shit to go walk up the block, [?] brodie back with the pole make it hot
R2 get to jammin', it's not even clickin', I'm spamming this shit, pump faking the shot
Brodie hawkin' the target, no time to reload, if it jam, keep hawkin' and smackin' the knocks
Gotta flick with the flow and I know if I flick brodie get in his mode
We want the pack, everyone got a pole, was never the type to go tell you to tote
Rappin' and flickin', they say I'm the goat, 1 mill' in the vid, next day in the post
I said, "Bro, jack the hit", saw the Jet take a shit, when he dropped to the floor all you saw was the ghost, word to my dead
Full court press, mentionin' bro, niggas dying for less
Walk through the back, we invadin' the 'jects, but they shooting a vid, nigga, give it your best
Hop out the black truck, put it to test
Niggas can die if they mentionin' X
Like, word to bro, they put us to the test, next day with a buck', did it all for the Jet, word to my dead
Niggas playin' this shit, I don't play with this shit, I remember that time had to flick with a Glock
How the fuck is they buggin' for B? They not buggin' for B, they don't even come down the block
Like, 48'd the swag, I done bend with the Hound tryna flick on a Kreep with the 'Wokk
Yo Nazzy, remember the day he was flickin' his wrists? Next day, he was duckin' his top
I think that's a Kreep, better get on his body, he not gettin' low
Kelly the ghost land, remember that day we was troopin' broadday tryna do it for bro
What you know 'bout boxin' em in? Nigga, two on the left and the right, it ain't nowhere to go
Why everybody so tough? When they run into us, start slappin' the G, won't let 'em get low
Stackz had mouth, we sat him down on the bench, I bet he won't mention the dead
1k too, he kept sayin' my name, nigga, now there's a vid where he got hit in his leg
How the fuck is they buggin' for B? Your big brother dead, he got hit in the back of his head
Nigga, you was just duckin' from us, nigga, word to my dead, they should've took you out instead, word to my dead
