Songtexte RAERAGE - OfcItzKiddTae

Bitch
What the fuck, yo
Tryna' show off
Nigga talkin' shit, okay

Nigga light him up, fuck it, yeah we bustin' out
We in the shop, we're bustin
Squash the shit, nigga, squash it, beep
Till we light him up, light him up

Smokin' on his cousin, nigga, nigga, mama
Piss on him, sip him up and fuck it, yeah we sell him
Go, fuck that nigga headache, fuck it, we don't hit his
Niggas don't just mess with my lil' brother

Around this block, it's who we light em up
Niggas talkin' nigga butt
Nigga we bustin' bitch, bustin' bitch and buck on her tits
Niggas we know what it is

Off of that bitch I be killin' for real
Nigga they takin' it angry
Niggas be talkin' I'm over the beat, nigga that beat me pleased
Eat his beat nigga, do what I please

Do what I please, do what I want
Fuck on his beat for fun
Niggas be touchin' I'm crappin' my gun and
Nigga I fuckin' drill

Nigga this range, off of that bitch I be spittin' for days
Niggas we know what it is, take it out of my way
On my way, the beretta, you're catchin' a blade
I do play, do what I'm aimin' no niggas get laid

Corner take, any endeavor you're feelin' the rage
Any day, if you're in a danger, don't step to the flame
So get out of my way, nigga I be killin' for real
Niggas say nigga I'm up off of the bushes

Niggas I'm still for real, you think of my legs
I off of that beat, nigga we been riddin' shit
Off of that bitch I think it's my day
Niggas we know what it is, fuck that bitch I do what I want

Niggas on my gun, nigga they pop it up and it's a trail
Nigga I do what I want, nigga I do what I want
Niggas be talkin' nigga, do what I please
Niggas on my gun, nigga they pop it up and it's a trail

Niggas I do what I want, nigga I do what I want
Niggas they do what they want, fuckin' bitch
All night at the party, bitch I do what I want
Doggy down on the gang, you know I get my gun

Fuck the nigga and eventually the shoppers spend some
Bitch I'm hunnid fuckin' pieces, nigga at your door
Fuckin' with a red bean, nigga bloody cold
Nigga bloody cold, talkin' sex is sour

Runnin' slow with gang, nigga we off the pole
That'll make him dance, that's a pole, got no string but no string
Pop him in his man's when the gang make his feet twerk
Get through in a van, I'm bout to go, nigga we on a roll

The rage is outta hand, goddamn I'm doin' D-Work
I bleed but I won't be hurt, I'ma stick to my gun doin' D-Work
Put your buck on the nigga, I'm crazy, I'm sick, I'll call for the clique
And then dip the reflection, I'm leavin' no picture, if she want the picture

I'm cappin' up, you know those hoes want to take it
All my motherfuckers screamin' as I miss the break
Doin' the rap that I'm seein', make them kiss the baby
I'm rich, wear the last lace, his name is Lee

Ape, his grades don't really help, just can't be taped
I'm really screamin', fuck him like YG, GMP
Nigga's thinkin' somethin', but it's not a cape
And talk no shit, shit, when I said that he was wise

Best believe these bars are bent, workin' just like tools
My shit's not a million, watch the blood drool
Watch that nigga yellin' out, for his mama wife
Best believe he talkin' hard as crap, man you'll see the cry

He's gon' see the light of day, when I knock his eyes
When I knock his eyes, watch him die for his mama cry
Mama y'all get down from heaven, tell her baby why
Watch the world surround people, get shy and say to me

They talkin' down on gang, who is the more racist
Scream for my brother, nigga, we take him down