redrum - ynr young mc lyrics
[verse]
you not a k!ller, you never been drillin’
whole lotta crips, lotta blood on the streets
k!ll or be k!lled, catch a n*gga be crippin’
see a opp, now we all trippin’
b*tch, you know i’m sauce man, picture me grappin’
i ride my wave, with the glock on the left
i smoked up these n*ggas, like they was a joint
i ride the beat, and you know i’ma k!ll it
hop on the scene, man i’ll never been seen
f*ck on the n*gga, man call me topshotta
youngest to do it, man just turned 14
man, i’ma k!ll you, these n*ggas be foolin’
shout up to choppa, that n*gga be drollin’
addicted to money, i think i’ma feam
moving too slow, i ain’t talkin’ no lean
but if you run up on mе, then you’ll see a red beam
[chorus]
all thеse b*tchs know, that i run the f*ckin’ town, yeah
n*ggas see that i’m winnin’, tryn’a put me f*ckin’ down, yeah
n*gga say i ain’t gon’ make it, that lil n*gga be a clown, yeah
every time i see the money, b*tch i never frown, yeah
[verse 2]
postin’ glocks, n*gga that’s fake plastic
k!ll a n*gga, and you know i’ma rap it
realest facts, n*gga ain’t go cap it
p*ssy ass n*ggas, always go yap it
almost high, n*gga i know i’m gon’ make it
higher then a plane, call me top topshotta
call mc, ’cause you better not touch me
callin’ your crew, they’ll never go touch me
[chorus]
all these b*tchs know, that i run the f*ckin’ town, yeah
n*ggas see that i’m winnin’, tryn’a put me f*ckin’ down, yeah
n*gga say i ain’t gon’ make it, that lil n*gga be a clown, yeah
every time i see the money, b*tch i never frown, yeah
[verse 3]
mk my n*gga, you know we gon’ slide
sadkid my n*gga, you know we ride
i pull out my glock, and you know we gon’ drill
i empty your block, and i ain’t leaving no trail
n*ggas be fake, i got no time for no b*tch
i hop in the trap, i hop with my tool
n*ggas be hatin’, sayin’ it ain’t cool
man i’m clutchin’ my glock and i’m ready to drool
[chorus]
all these b*tchs know, that i run the f*ckin’ town, yeah
n*ggas see that i’m winnin’, tryn’a put me f*ckin’ down, yeah
n*gga say i ain’t gon’ make it, that lil n*gga be a clown, yeah
every time i see the money, b*tch i never frown, yeah
[verse 4]
back on this sh*t, man i came with the flames
n*gga be foolin’, i ain’t got no time for no games
i’m tryn’a get rich, and i don’t care ’bout the fame
f*ck the lil n*gga, the n*gga be lame
i rap the lil game, n*gga it’s all in my chain
100 sum shots, that’s a 100 sum stains
n*gga say i’m fly, i’m flyer than a plane
light him up, smoke him up, like he was sum jane
i shoot at the oppers
they callin’ the coppers
run down your streets, b*tch i’m ready to hop
b*tch i’m up, and reachin’ for the top now
shoot him in the leg, he never gon’ talk now
drill him up, f*ck him up, he never gon’ slide now
never play with mc, your life is in danger
ultimate toughness, i hop in a ranger
f*ckin’ this b*tch, and you know i’ma bang her
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