Everybody Killa

X-raided

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    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    X-Raided and ya don't stop...

    Straight going on a war path, taking niggas out like it ain't shit
    You can't coup with the X-Loc gone hit
    A nigga gotta be, don't even try to be a friend of me
    You just want a piece of me
    I know what I see thru my eyes:
    I see another black brotha living life streetwise
    Who's making dollars like a dope man
    Making money anyway a nigga can
    Taking your shit and selling drugs
    Getting drunk, sagging Levi's, looking like a thug
    Hanging with my miggas at the spot
    The spot's hot so I'm looking for cops
    And I spotted one
    Told my nigga Trip to slap a clip in a gun
    9 double M, the U-Z-I, you ask me why
    Cause a nigga ain't gonna die...
    Like a sucka, I'm going out spraying
    Letting fools know X-Raided ain't playing
    Tha Murder, yeah, I got something to do with it
    Cause I shoot cha punk ass in a minute...

    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    Lynch Hung and ya don't stop...

    People always ask why I act this way
    I say: cause I'm a villain like my homeboy Ray
    A straight lunatic, a little skitzo
    A male hoe, a mothafucking psycho
    Killing punk niggas like flies
    You piss me off and everybody dies
    X ain't the one to be ludicrous
    Any mothafucka I wanna diss I'm gonna diss
    It might be you if ya on the shitlist
    Instead of an 'uncle' I make ya say 'triple-six'
    And make you suck four dicks
    In otherwords you can get the duck sick
    And ya better do it good, choke this dick
    Make me nut real quick
    20 seconds like a mothafucka
    It feels good like a mothafucka so, bitch: suck
    It tastes like chocolate, that's the nickname
    Doggy style, I'm known to inflict pain
    Making hoes feel real swell
    A nigga with a mind like me needs to go to hell
    Where else can a nigga go? (Nowhere!)
    In heaven the mothafuckas don't allow psycho
    Now the book is closed
    A fool like me killed all them hoes
    Cause I (shoot a mothafucka in a minute)...

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    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    Yo, pump it up, nigga and ya don't stop...

    The definition for a skitzo is
    Strictly killing any tough son of a bitch
    When I say tough I mean he thinks he's tough
    I'm kinda fed up, a nigga done had enough...
    Of this shit to last me a year or two
    What in the fuck a nigga gotta do...
    Nowadays to get his point across
    I don't know, I guess ya gotta get toasted like a salad
    A ballad of a menace, ya can call this a ten percent diss
    Ya get pissed but I don't give a fuck
    Ya wanna squab, yo, what the fuck is up?
    My nigga Trip got a nine for ya ass
    Talk shit, mothafucka, and we blast
    Three sixes' the code that we use
    I'm killing muslims, baptists and jews
    And the hovers, fuck the witness
    Hitting niggas to the triple-six sickness
    At my house windows are tened
    Knock on my door: I shoot cha in a minute...

    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop...

    The definition for X-Raided
    Is ruthless attitude towards every delinquent
    Don't forget the 'X' for 'X-tra'
    The X-tra as I kicks so nobody steps up
    To the villain peeping that bullshit
    I grab the nine and unload the clip
    Spray every punk nigga on the scene
    Cause I'm a lunatic, know what I mean?
    Don't forget that Triple-Six got the backfade
    Step up, try to steal, ya get sprayed
    Cause I'm not giving up an inch
    And neither is the mothafucking Lynch...Hung
    But you ain't dumb, you know what's up
    The whole Mafia is crazier than a mothafuck
    We don't give a fuck about the nextman
    Unless he's down with our clan
    And if ya ain't then ya got nothing incomment
    Do like a nigga from Compton
    And start running a hundred miles to the city I'm from
    S-A-C, punk bitch, you can't get none
    I'm from South Sac, we all packed
    Even that nigga Homicide is kicking raps
    A title to be welthy and we taking it
    And if not we'll shoot cha in a minute...

    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
    Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)...
    Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)...
    Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)...
    And ya don't stop and ya don't stop...
    And I'm out...

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