[Jabbar] (Talking)

And you challenge me to rap motherfucker? (Yo Yo I say this all the motherfucking time)

I don't know who the fuck you think you are

I got a whole army comin to bring you down baby (They all bullshit, come on)

I got Limn, I got Kapone, I got Xero and I got chesron and me

We fuck you motherfuckers up,

Don't step up to the play because you can't handle this motherfucking heat (They can't handle)

BRING IT (We gonna bring .. bring this motherfucker, I wanna hear some)



[Xero] (Talking)

Yo, Thugz Generation doing it again

Smugglin Beat up in this motherfucker.. yow take it punks



[DChesron]

Gotta get on it makin this track they never come back

When it comes to rap, let it be a fact

Man I'll be a cat bitin on this track tryn the be a fagg

Lookin at fools and makin them fooled

By breakin and fakin and takin the rules by the fooles

Get them booied laughin at the mothafuckaz wanna be cool

Gotta do this song,ow shit what the fuck u want to do

Killin and takin the way and get a bad day

Nobody will say and pray get away, and fet off of what yall say

Cmon lay down don't fuck around

Rockin the beat and make a mc a wanna be livin like a ridah gonna be,

A G see me and flee bitch u don't wanna be me,u felany,

Gotta flee from the problems u will see

Man for real what the fuck shakin the song

Gotta kill u and ur brothaz in a drive-by mothafucking punk



(Chorus)

[Xero] (DChesron)

We say the truth only the truth

If it hurts then tell me what to do

A drive by oh man that's fake

Please tell me there is other way

We didn't start we only finish

And there is no way we can diminish

Our words and our lines

Cause that's the way it goes with our rhymes

We say the truth only the truth

If it hurts then tell me what to do

A drive by oh man that's fake

Please tell me there is other way





(DChesron meanwhile Xero sings)

Nobody will hear the punks

They only show off

They will fall off



[Xero]

Lost souls your shit is gettin old

Im rollin in dollars yo

Rollin with dough, improvin my flow

You hoes never sayin no

But i know you get way too high

Tryin to fuck with my crew

The maker of the ridedie die

Motherfucker what's that drive by

All you make me is laugh at

Your stupid comments you sayin to us

We got way too much guts

Answer your shit u aint comin back

We packed our gats kill ya wit a mak

Got all this rap, not your crap

Hack, slash your words with my attack

Makin a rhyme, makin a line

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I fight you punks back in time

And still doin it now, it's all about respect

Motherfuckers get on ur knees and start to beg

Yeah that's what u heard



[Kapone]

Gotta get up get my thoughtz free

Here i go

Fake muthafukkaz now tryin to flee

Cuz we be

A whole muthafukkin army

Heard this story kid almost shot in a drive-by

I guess he was high

Couldn'T tell the diferents for some water

And then he lie lie lie

Waterpistols aimed at his head

Lil bitch ducked on the ground

Cuz he thought he was dead

Many tears he shead

(What u talkin bout bitch?)

Punk muthafukka

Tell me do eat a fuckin dick?

Fuckin lost soul

Klick klick klick

Boom

U got back on the ground?

Where i found u like a bitch

After hearin that sound?

I laugh at lil kiddys like u

Actin all coo

Only able to fool

The same muthafukkin toys like u!



Bitch



[Limn]



Time 4 the Funeral, and gather the paul bearers 2Gether

Im laughin cuz U dead, walk around talkin like U better

Talkin bout somebody rode by on scooters and popped shots

Who the fuck does a drive-by on scooters U dumb fuck?

U better watch ur mouth, talkin bout Im bitin Pac's style

How the fuck do I do that, cuz in the studio I get wild?

Maybe I bite him cuz Im always sippin Hennessy

Or maybe I bite him because I RIDE ON MY ENEMIES!!!



U better watch ur back 4 another drive-by

But this one aint gunna miss I'll hit U right between ur fuckin eyes



Ima kill both u faggits with one bullet

You was butt-rapin eachother, and I came too quick for you to pull it

Out, layin dead w/ a dick in ur mouth

Ur girl loves my dick, she's never spittin it out

Constantly callin 4 cock, sayin my sex is so hot

U faggots breathed ur last breathe, time 2 make ur Body Rott, Body Rott...



[Jabbar]



I rip ya spine choke u with a grape vine

Load the glock get it cocked, and blast ten times

Hear ur scream, and i dream of bullets in ya spleen,

Exit through ur back makin sure u never leave ur teens

When I spit rhymes it's just like a crime

See I rob ya blind leavin ya with just a dime

And this is a sign time for me to take over

Imma call ya next time im fuckin ya bitch in ya rover

Its ova you shoulda stopped rappin last October

Imma buzz killa leavin u bitches dead and sober/

And please tell me u gotta back up plan

U dissin jabbar will just piss off my fans

I didn't wanna spit heat on this track

Its just cuz this beat's hot, time for the next cat to attack

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