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nefarious - x-raided (a.k.a. nefarious) lyrics

[x-raided talking]
x-raided locc back in the house
my n-gga big country
motherf-cking mafia…hah, it’s going down
we gonna introduce you to a n-gga i know pretty well
his name is nefarious…haha
fin to break this sh-t down for you
my motherf-cking n-gga isosolis
and we do it like this…yeah

[first verse]
it’s the same old sh-t everywhere i look
death and destruction, k!lling over nothin
i know i made a contribution
but in the ghetto ain’t no motherf-cking const-tution
n-ggas be shooting everything that don’t look right
and if you got an att-tude you’ll catch a ghetto flight
the jaws of life can’t save you when we crush ya
i can’t trust ya cause the homie told me you a busta
and motherf-ckers hate to see a n-gga having thangs
you think i’m jokin, but i don’t see n0body laughing kid
i want to go awol like a prison riot
and if a gaurd try’s to stop me then thats his mistake
think i’m a fake i’ll brake you off somthing serious
it used to be x-raided now it’s nefarious
it’s very rough, cause ain’t no other way for me to come
them awol motherf-cking n-ggas on the run

[chorus: repeat 2x]
x-raided is nefarious; the d.a. said so
told the jury “he’s crazy, you can’t let him go”
and castro had my back to a certain extent
but they still didn’t find a n-gga innocent

[second verse]
don’t repent now
change your ways cause you went to jail
you say your silent but motherf-cker how can i tell
i ain’t following no rules, i’m a rebel y’all
i didn’t come to the pen and stop breaking laws
i smoke weed with the homie when he first get in
and in the visiting booth, my mocha give me head
in the county jail i had a walkman and tape
b-tches playing with they p-ssy’s in the visit tank
rubbin on that cl-toris while i’m sitting there staring like a motherf-ck
thinking bout to bust it
you n-ggas knowin it’s the truth
have the cops on the payroll lettin a n-gga do what he wanna do
get your door popped if i want to get that -ss
get in the visiting booth, and then my mocha p-ss
me a bag of the greens
and i stay high five west three thirteen

[chorus]

[third verse]
the mornig after
sitting in my cell
the jury found me guilty
no tears in my eyes, no suprise can you feel me
it was antic-p-tion
the media had me guilty with no deliberation
but only ho’s break down when it gets rough
i lost a bomb b-tch, she said she had enough
my mocha told me “baby boy, i got your back”
so far so good , but i can’t believe none of that
time to tell the story better than i ever could
i say i wouldn’t give a f-ck, but i bet i would
yet i refuse to beg a b-tch to stay with me
if she want to go, then i’ma let her leave
in the pen it’s kinda hard to keep your girl happy
my homie lost his lady to a dyk- named betty
nappy hair, nappy chin like ice cube
and i refuse to lose

[chorus]

[ending verse]
yeah…
what…
what…
yeah…1-8-7 on the d.a
he ain’t tryin to give a young black n-gga no leeway
yes, yes y’all 1-8-7 on the whole court room motherf-ck them all
1-8-7 on the d.a
he ain’t tryin to give a young motherf-cker no leeway
yes, yes y’all 1-8-7 on the whole court room motherf-ck them all
the nefarious…x-raided in the motherf-cking house
the nefarious…yeah…b-tch
big country whats up locc…yeah, it’s going down in a real way

- x raided a k a nefarious lyrics

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