Undertaker & Kane ft. Prm Wan Lyrics

Aye

Aye

Uhh

Aye nigga im on that type of time

The clock just say EK up on it (It say ek up on it)

I just want to catch your ass for real your homeboy hat gone be the bonus (Aye bitch come mere)

Lil bro broke talking about some opps this dude here worry about the wrong opponent (Dumb as hell)

Uhh my chain my a paper you reach i blank

Put his ass up like a exponent (Haa)

May not can fix my problems but this red can (This red can)

Your homeby tell the truth can't help it with his dead ass (Uh, deadass)

Even when i'm sitting down this draco from afghanistan (Damn thats a bar)

And when i let it hit, it sound like Megaman, it thump like (Uhh)

Nigga better get his ass up off this court, put a little some on his headband (Headband)

Trying to make some shake i bound to pop, so don't try to come touch this soda can (Soda can)

Aye, niggas be knowing who tapped they dawg, he just don't want to go face his ass (He don't)

Uhh red beam had popped his pasta out, the police report said lazer tag (Uhh, lazer tag)

He said he on that, nigga im on that,i guess we on that, nigga thats thats

He just be dissing

All of these mentions

When he in the field he don't grab no hat

You hear it hissing

Bitch thats the engine

SRT hear the roar of the scat

I don't do dating, i'm hoe hating

I'll be damn you see me with a gnat

All them disses yall niggas done dropped (Damn)

Nigga you still ain't get get back (Still ain't get no hat)

I can make a love song and get 10K

Nigga i still ain't met my match (Hrrr)

I just seen all his eggs in one basket, bet

Im finna make one crack (Save that boy)

He was doing all that on his phone

Now he finna get tapped like a app (Boom)

Lil fine shit finna get his drop nigga i ain't got to go use no map (I don't)

All these sitting ducks around lets see who gone be first to quack (First to quake)

Whole lotta red everytime we out at night, nigga we the real deal vamps (Damn thats a bar)

This macbook do way more than recording nigga i don't even got to rap (I ain't got to)

I know he gone fall the bait i'm already ready, i got my fishing pole (Pole)

First nigga play in this bitch on my tjones, we fuck around take his soul

We fuck around take his life

I got some niggas,that i can call they'll do the shit if i drop the right price (Do shit)

I ain't shaking your hand, i don't care if i know you

And i'm standing on business i'm not so nice

I'm business i don't care who you with

Nigga fuck your gang and fuck your click (Fuck your gang nigga)

Don't even want me to step in the bathroom

Just by the way that i pop my shit (Pop my shit)

I'm leaving a trail i got a cold heart (Cold heart)

Fuck around slap me a nigga like cam coldheart (Slap his ass)

You better stay in your lane and play your part

Like a car boy this shit can start (It can start)

They threw shots at me like a dart, now they want to be my fucking friend (They threw shots, Wow)

And if a nigga touch my lil brother ima hop in that car and spin a ben (Load up)

I came out the dirt, i came from the bottom, i had to got through some pain (Pain)

I don't give a fuck about that shit cross your head, i swear you ain't taking no chain (Don't do it)

Make me mad, say the wrong shit nigga ill take there like max payne (I'll take it there)

I'm trying to buss down a PRM chain, yeah just from johnny dang (From johnny dang)

And if you my brother nigga i love nigga we like undertake & kane (Haa)

Gang