MASSACRE Lyrics

Pull up no talking

Hammer to your head nigga

Wanna run your mouth

I'm in your face

Now wassup my nigga

Talkin all that shit online

Now you not so hard

Don't act scary little bitch

You a broad

Fraudulent shit

You a fraud talking shit

I ain't jt my nigga

I don't need no army bitch

Look you wanna check it

I'm the right one to go against

Gio fucking brazy

Been a nightmare since ninety two

Massacre massacre

Better come get him

It's about to be blood shed

When g done with him

Money over everything

Is still the fucking motto

And I get it real big like I hit the fucking lotto

I got it out the mud

My nigga Im a mud baby

From the bottom to the top

My come up had you shook

Out the trenches nigga

Enough about that

That early bird

Gets the fucking worm

Im a cassowary

Im not no killer

but don't press me sleeze

I really don't give a fuck

I'll clip you sleeze

Tap you on the shoulder

I'll slide you sleeze

It's lights out georgia

Got that power sleeze

I surf on any beat like a tidal wave

Aye yo shouts to outs to jay

I may sign one day

I want that ap wrist froze one day

Vvs round my neck

That's that glacier way

Aye yo I'm tryin to count money out in st tropez

Real shit Im a boss

And I ain't came to play

Im a kingpin scarface al pacino

I don't see none of of your niggas

Like my name is nino

Thats the difference with me

And a lot of you niggas

I was raised by some ogs

Not no ig niggas

And I know mad bitches harder

Than a lot of you niggas

Smack you out ya fuckin prada

And just rob you niggas

No florida

No ny no nc no memphis

This west west coasts

That best coast

That's straight town business

Rep your set where you from

Lemme you hear you throw it up

Meadoview sac town

Nine one six stand up

Everything I do is always brand new

I'm on the premise of reality

I walk a real a real road

I'm a real person inside

I'm not a phony

Massacre massacre

Better come get him

It's bout to be blood shed

When g done with him

Promise you one thing

I'll wrap you in a coffin

Six feet stomp you out eight

Yea what's popping

I'm a beast I'm a dog

I'm a muthafucking problem

Ok you a goon

But g the fucking goblin

Forty five hundred in a night

I made them big mad

Check my fucking stats blood

I been about them big bags