Don’t Rape Hoes

Lyrics
Theres a dude in my class got his ass whooped Made him pee his pants boy you got that ass booked (pissin) Say he got that strap but he never shooting Say he took the 9 but I just got the UZI Take my TEC and spray you in the face you is not ready What you saying? You can't face my machete you gonna get it Taxing and I'm billing, gotta get the paper in and Imma take it from you if you getting money you ain't living Imma take your life and take your cash take your drugs and imma dash I be in the whip Drive by, but I stole the Dash- Board I hotwired and leave, Im not gon do it in my whip thats how you get caught indeed Clean the bullets and I just got me some gloves You know we doing this right And You just know that we rough Rough riding I put the bullets inside and The bleach and ammonia so you never be finding Leather gloves when I rub you know You ain't finding this dough Got the revolver though I got the uzi but the revolver just keeps the bullets When I'm shooting you ain't ready cause the shells be there with me I'm pulling triggers you don't see I'm counting figures when I take it I walking in yo crib and you be chillin in the place and I say get down before you get displaced then Your brain be on the floor and you be looking for the staining Staining your brain leaving you insane dont you see If you in the Bando you can follow me you can get It is not alright if you ain't paying me my tax I'm taxing and billing gotta get that thraxx up on yo ass Take yo pack don't you know I like to blow it for myself You say you got the best pack can I take it for my health? Medical Grade and I flip it know I really get it, I'm not scared of you posers because I'm really flipping chickens Flipping chickens don't you see it Never quitting don't you think it Why you messing with yung xela Because you people do not see Walking in and out and you ain't never know I came (get down) Because I left you dead and theres a stain but theres no proof of me(mann down) Leave it I'm gonna get it believe it What you thinking you pulling triggers on me and I got the shooters right behind me I got the m16 for your hiney Leave you blind then Put the arsenic up all in your veins I put the bleach up in the pack if you tryna rob me You can take it, blow it and go crazy Don't you know I'm never playing I'mma make a statement
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Credits
- Writers
- Yung Xela