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Rottin Razkals - A-Yo lyrics
[Bitch] Even though we love you You know we don't have that much time To really, really, really fuck with you (X2) Fuck with yoouuu [Fam] I be cuttin' the fuck up and down Side to side, all around All the time, often now (with a raw sound) Who's the man, damn, Fam can jam Rush, rumble, ram, slam And kickin' tall cans [Diesel] Stop the presses, hold up, stop the damn presses! I'm next up to flex, mic checks to address this Feelin, feelin I got a feelin Adrenaline, got me tremblin I got the style Can't hold it back cos I'm too damn wild [Fam] Oh hell no, a rugged road rebel flow Hell yeah - y'know Same brotha, scarface, braided afro Outlaw, Rottin Raskal [Diesel] Guess who, the hooligan you hate to see Yesterday was in your face, but now I'm in your TV The same nigga from Da Bricks Fightin clicks for kicks I don't care; I really don't give a damn Smack yo' up and pass you to my swingin Fam [Fam] Poof, now be gone (OK) Cos this is how we play every rottin' single holiday Chorus- A-yo, here we go, here we go Yes, yes y'all, here we go, here we go (X2) [Fam] A-yo, a-yo, is it so, is it so? Please tell me no, oh no, no, oh no, no You claim to be schizophrenic But practically panic When me and my clique roll tight and thick Like the Titanic They should have it banned Ghetto pass revoked, stands branded My choke, you couldn't manage The yolk do too much damage [Diesel] Pop goes the Diesel No, never that, don't try and dirty-mac You rodent, you river rat Raps counter-react, they counter-attack ?? |
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