Niggaz Like You

Lyrics
[Chorus: Lord Infamous] I got a gang full of goons that got shifts to do But get full of that use and beat up niggas like you I know some real life beasts that's deep in these streets They get a call from me, they gonna give you a crease I know some real sick fucks who stay on that dust And they'll give you a touch for an adrenaline rush I know some real damn fools who play with them tools And they favorite pastime is bustin' niggas like you [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] My name is the Scarecrow, some say that I'm deranged And if you come step in my slaughter house I make sure that you not comin' out mane I'm reppin' that Black Rain, bloody Memphis Club House Click Forever I claim Mafioso, bury bodies, I get with the vengeance real quick A menacing madness the murderer is Lord and I'm comin' out real fuckin' slick I'm doin' these niggas real dirty, man I shoot you in yo dick Listen closely punk bitch, you don't want no parts of Rick Come and get with these killers, make you split yo own wrist A tisket, a tasket, a head up in a basket I got a whole lot of the weapons and they up under my mattress At yo fuckin' wake, they gonna have to close ya casket I'm blastin' .44s and fives in foreheads of you faggots They cuffin' on yo hoe, nobody want that slushy trash shit I'm strong on robbin' weak ass niggas doin' all that flashin' You pussy ass niggas if I catch you walkin' the street, I'mma give you the tool I'm sick of slaughterin' soft shell niggas like you [Chorus: Lord Infamous] I got a gang full of goons that got shifts to do But get full of that use and beat up niggas like you I know some real life beasts that's deep in these streets They get a call from me, they gonna give you a crease I know some real sick fucks who stay on that dust And they'll give you a touch for an adrenaline rush I know some real damn fools who play with them tools And they favorite pastime is bustin' niggas like you [Verse 2: II Tone] My name is II Tone, this my life and not a show When them barrels get to burnin' better run for cover hoe Niggas rowdy cause they ready and they all about the paper Cross the Click with the shit, push 'em off a sky scraper Cause we all about bitches, dump 'em in ditches, never take a loss Cause we bust 'em, bag 'em, drag 'em then they body gettin' tossed Sacrifices since a soldier cause we know that they ain't real I can look him dead up in his eye before he feel the steel Burnin' vodka drinker, coca sprinkler, bitch I break the law I'm gon' show up and show out, never speak on what you saw For you faggot motherfuckers think you gangsta as a fake Dick in the booty ass niggas, shoot yo knee to see you shake These niggas huffin' and puffin' because I'm speakin' the truth Oh yeah you claimin' you gangsta so let it do what it do I'm turnin' goons into goblins, in the M always mobbin' For you niggas out here stuntin': you the first that we robbin' [Chorus: Lord Infamous] I got a gang full of goons that got shifts to do But get full of that use and beat up niggas like you I know some real life beasts that's deep in these streets They get a call from me, they gonna give you a crease I know some real sick fucks who stay on that dust And they'll give you a touch for an adrenaline rush I know some real damn fools who play with them tools And they favorite pastime is bustin' niggas like you [Verse 3: T-Rock] Y'all about to piss me off and make me take it back to packin' You talk the talk, my niggas walk the walk and make it happen Come and test my fraction of assassins, we about that action No time for ration, we kick in the door and get to blastin' II Tone where da Glock at? Pull up to the block, that's where we stop at I'mma leave 'em stressed out in a box with suit and tie and top hat Niggas want they block back, react, run up on Rock and Scarecrow I'm a new age feral strapped with hollows sharp as bow and arrow Y'all people wanna be G, let's grill it, I'm the pressure baker We tappin' flesh and stretch you, leave you hooked on asperators Won't hestitate to let off a shot and levitate ya I leave 'em stankin' that's why they call me the defecator Make sure you think this over before you decide to push me Cause it ain't nothin' we would rather do than ride on rookies Strapped out with fully's, I'm a dog and he finna fuck you pussies Modern day menace like Tookie, shawty don't hoe me [Chorus: Lord Infamous] I got a gang full of goons that got shifts to do But get full of that use and beat up niggas like you I know some real life beasts that's deep in these streets They get a call from me, they gonna give you a crease I know some real sick fucks who stay on that dust And they'll give you a touch for an adrenaline rush I know some real damn fools who play with them tools And they favorite pastime is bustin' niggas like you
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Credits
- Writers
- Lord Infamous
- II Tone
- T-Rock