Текст песни X-Raided f Chill Bola - Let it be Known
X-Raided f Chill Bola - Let it be Known слова песни
[Chill Bola]I`m so sick of these littletrick ass catsand their bitch ass rapsacting like they factorsthey ain`t nothing but rappersthey need to miss us with that shit, that they try to make us believeyou ain`t no killas dog, just like you rap and blow weedI hang with, cake movers3-time losersbig body pushaz, and marijuana abuserschickens never refuse usthey always go with useven your baby daddy wanna roll wit usy`all some wack niggazI`ma nigga that rapwithout this rap shit you cats would be some square ass macksits bola and X-raidedthem niggaz they love hatingmiddle finger salute for all of the thug nationthis is for my true trippazdoor hing kickazforty cal packaz, and all of my thug niggazso I`m just rapping just what you see trickI take it to the streets quickI let it be knownwhat you gone see is what you get BITCH!!![Chorus 3X: X-Raided]let it be known niggacall your bluff like a phone niggachrome trigga make your bone splinterits on niggaconnecting puzzle pieces, put together the trigga releaseshe projected cause we down for whatever[X-Raided]fuck around and get kidnapped by a masked mantossed in a black vaneither give us the cash, or they find your ass in a trash canI`ma mad manfigurative, and literally speakinglife is a game and I`m trying to win and nigga I ain`t above cheatingdeleting enemies like a mistake on a computer screenits a horror flick and I`m the directorwe gonna shoot a sceneshotting me a forty-four caliba gatand I blowing your brain right out the backof your cerabellum like J F Kand watch `em get the fuck out of the waycoming to spray parabellumgot tired of trying to tell themim ready to buckleaving you stuff, bout to eruptlike mount st. Helensda felonies crimes commitedcause I`m commited to living this gangsterismkilla cos me and my niggaaint down for riding for mistaking our senseswe making decisionsis it life or deathI suggest you pick a later date to be painlesssplatter your brain with the smith and wesson stainlessis a lesson to be learnedyou better pay attentiony`all nigga is bitches, I blew up your stomach like water retentionim water resistantaint no wetting nefariousniggaz wanna bury uscause they hoes wanna marry usniggaz is scary as a calvary lineaint got no courageil serve fitin to that shit that you heardevery word bitch let it be known nigga![Chorus][Chill Bola]my nigga I never hesitate, to extend an extra clipwhen them niggaz be running off they mouth with all that excess liplet his blood driplet the nine kickat anytime, take frame of mindto immobolize your whole cliquepunk bitchget addicted clpis to your clipsand if you playing the captainthen you falling with shiplet it be knownI send a squad of killaz up inside your homestrapped with fully`s and chromesleaving your body exsposed to boneswhile I`m posted at the telehit me on my celly phoneno love your orders is carried outthat problem you had is goneso bitch niggaz break breadand cough up my dividensbefore they stay to view the bodywhile I`m contacting your next of kinwe packing straps for capspulling jacks for scratchinfest your hood with bombslike we did them japsmaking you fumble up your bundlewhen I hit your ass with one of them slugsbased up on the fact that there ain`t no motherfucking love nigga