Lyrics

[Verse 1: Reign Man] We the fuckin' Legion of Doom We the reason all these whack ass rappers leaving the room Destined to be great Since I was deep in the womb Word to my mother these mother fuckas that's trash Gimmie the broom Jag what's poppin' I'm in my bag and I'm plottin' I sat back and was watchin' I came back like I'm boxin' Stick, move, dip, you see me jabbin' and dodging I beat a rapper to death Nigga I ain't rappin' or bloggin' This what it would sound like If cocaine could talk Flammable, who ever knew that propane could walk Jeffery Dahmer mindstate That explain my thoughts Hit you harder than when a snitch say ya name in court I appreciate the haters Thank em for they time They hold me down like the shit That's on your ankle for a crime I destroy rappers Break down rhymes I fuck up a suck MC I hate y'all kind (Hold up) Lyrical homicide when I'm spittin' I was nice as Mary J Blige was still sniffin' Whoop ya ass like, dad I give you a real whippin' When I'm done Quite sure that ya body gon' feel different (Look) I pick on rappers that pick on rappers My shit'll make you nigga wanna go and get they ratchet Me and my nigga Jag Bout to work mixtape magic The fans stop playing your's and forget they had it (I'm back) Better than ever, hungrier than I ever been I break Math Hoffa big ass down to the skeleton How you gon' ignore something That's the size of an elephant You dumb but not enough to battle me So you intelligent Fuck all the talkin' get at me nigga And if you gon' diss me on Twitter Then "at" me nigga You suppose to be gangsta? Exactly nigga I hold it down And I don't need no one to back me nigga [Verse 2: Chubby Jag] Uh, Chubby The boy flamin' home this nigga hot Realist nigga livin' I'm exactly what you niggas not .40 To this nigga top .40 Make a nigga drop Crackhead slugs, hollowpoints get a nigga rock Chubby, we on a nigga block for a nigga spot Mobbin', Hail Mary Shout out to that nigga Pac See where I'm from we don't fight Them niggas pop Addicted to my long nose You could see a nigga snot Don't talk about rappers I'll dismantle one Pop people homie, shot eagles before I could handle one Chubby, flow outta' this world They got a channel son Wrist game cold Kick game like Daniel-son I tell the nigga' fuck the rest I'm the best snapping I'm on a jet, jet lagging nigga neck flashing Vet trapping, steal mine, nigga tech clapping Bullets like Cam Newton Shooting like Rex Chapman Chubby, flow crazy niggas flipping out Me and reign cheffin' Just look at what niggas dishin' out Get a beater whip a niggas tripping Pull the smith and out Barrel to the nigga lips I let the heater kiss his mouth And that mean you gone be stuck boy, fuck boy No 5-0 I know the game like young buck boy And every since I put it down I been up boy Let you niggas have a lil run I had enough boy I'm turned up home Drunk in a wine world I used to dream about mad cash and a fine girl Now I got my hustle up and every day I double up For real I got a bitch on both sides like Sean Krill Fresh to death Nigga closet should be in the tune Everybody scared Niggas quiet when we in the room I'll start a riot homes Just give me a reason to boom Me and Reign reignin' on you niggas It's Legion of Doom Chubby