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X-Raided - Fuccyoutoo lyrics
* send corrections to the typist [X-Raided] X-Raided, say it three times In the dark and the gun he carries up Spray it three times to the heart like Bloody Mary But not the alcoholic beverage nigga I'm the type to get after the tightest dog for leverage nigga I'm competitive nigga I slay more people than you And I'm a predator nigga Way more evil than you Spray a Desert Eagle at you Let your flesh roast in fire And that's [?] I'm Jesus West Coast Mesiah, what's ya'll And recognize this It's my life that'll make the nicest rapper You know, bow down and kiss my Nikes I wish ya'll, would be real Instead of prime time actin' Speakin' behind my back like chiropractors I got the nitro factor Send my ho at you She got the gat, and that's for real I'm a hydro bastard, like caine Foo you ain't able to play my game That's why you get live ones to the gun Every time you day my name [Chorus] I wish ya'll had the balls to just tell me the truth You thinkin' fucc X-Raided But I'm screamin' fuccyoutoo Wish ya'll quit playin' the role like it's all cool You thinkin' fucc X-Raided But I'm screamin' fucc ya'll too I wish ya'll had the balls to just tell me the truth You thinkin' fucc Madman But we screamin' fucc ya'll too I wish ya'll quit playin' the role like it's all cool You thinkin' fucc Madman But I'm screamin' fucc ya'll too [X-Raided] I wish ya'll niggas'll understand We'll whack your kinfolks If we go broke we got plans cuz we Jack-ramento Rep your city, nigga Sac-A-Indo Where niggas pity square ballaz Cuz the killaz is quick to mack your mental [?] fits at the town Bitch we'll jack your rental Wish ya'll niggas would recognize this, Sacramento Step aside nigga don't you feel the Earth vibratin' Rise up out the grave All my niggas heard Brian Haydan Resurrected, I'm the real nigga reanimated And life is hectic Strong enough to make a man be a hater I suspected ya'll niggas was schemin' To step to me mean Cuz every time I see you I hear the Jeopardy theme Then I got more answers for yo ass Than Iverson and Alex Trebeck combined Splatter you spine when I blast Shatter your neck wit a nine Add up the sets 24 plus 6-8 plus deuce-9 Equals 121 niggas willin' to grab you until you die [Chorus] [X-Raided] Mutha fucca! [Various people] -=talking=- Yeah nigga This Big Fook Loc nigga from Madman Records nigga Livin' in X's shoes nigga So we give all these shout outs nigga Naw fucc shout outs, we givin' out fucc you's nigga Fucc you mutha fuccas nigga, you know what I mean Your folks here T-Nutty Nut and the Garden up in this bitch All these mutha fuccas don't wanna play our shit on the radio Fucc You! nigga All these mutha fuccas don't wanna put our shit in the stores nigga Fucc You Too! nigga Nigga attorney generals nigga Why you bitches is mad at us nigga fucc you [fuccyoutoo] Parole officers, probation officers, nigga Baby mama's too nigga fucc ya'll [fuccyoutoo] Everything nigga you know This Madman nigga for life nigga Respect No Love said that nigga [Chorus] |
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