I`m still shootin mothafuckas the warpath never stops
Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde is causin a homicide
Ya popped if you`re plottin on a jack punk
I`ll see you comin from a mile away and light yo ass up
So if the funk is on you betta be strapped
Cuz you`ll be bitin the nine once again black
Call me agent double O deuce four
I got a mini 380 in the sleeve of my coat
I`m a killA the mothafuckin X to the R-A-I-D-E-D L-O-C
smokin niggas like some green bud
So if you see me in your hood you better duck
Cuz I`m jackin every thang from a cut to a mini truck
Better not be trippin never slippin
It`s just another mothafuckin grave that I`m diggin
Forties swiggin got a nigga bent and wanna kill
Fools try to catch me slippin but they never will
I`m the mothafuckin X loc no joke
I`m from the garden block where mothafuckas get smoked
If your Daytons got a little more shine than the ones I got
I`m gonna get my nine and your shit is mine
You hella bold if you reach for your gat
Cuz I`m gonna put a hole in your ass and it`s like that
Lynch, (You gonna be heaven sent fool)
Niggas nuts on the wall I`m shooting mothafuckas
Chorus: Cuz I`ll shoot your punk ass in a minute
I`ll give you some of this (ginshots) or some of this (more gunshots)
I`m a trigger happy nigga I prove it every time that I ride
I`ll kill a punk at the drop of a dime
For instance a nigga talkin shit
Betta yet a fool tryin to front for a bitch yeah
(I`ll give you some of this (gunshots) or some of this (gunshots)
Nigga aim nigga hit wanna trip nigga trip
Fuck a fool`s gun if he got a empty clip
Brotha Lynch (I`m a blast, I`m a blast)
Where your bullet land? (in that ass, in that ass)
Niggas ain`t shit a bitch is a dead bitch
If she fuck wit me she gonna be shittin led bricks
Cuz I treat a hoe like a hoe should be treated
Instead of a queen I treat a bitch like a thief
I`ll have a hoe terrified thinkin I`m a looney
Settin up her folks so I can jack em for they jewelry
Kickin down doors wavin gats fuck a discussion
All I want is money if there ain`t none then I`m bustin yeah
I`m killin mamas, daddys and nephews
I`m killin sons, daughters and sparin you
You can play the Rambo role like you`re a down black brother
But picture this I`m still shootin mothafuckas
Chorus
You crazy if you think you`re gonna get some
The only thing you`re gonna get is yourself smoked punk
And if you ever wake your ass up
You`re in a box 24 deep cold as a mothafuck
To ya niggas that dissed me
Or either tried to blast and ya missed me
Keep your strap on cuz I`m a get my jack on
When I put my black on payback is fin to be on
Your brains gone I`m a let it be known trick
X Raided was never the one to be fucked with
Cuz you was sayin you was hard and all that shit
But when you found you couldn`t quit you moved your ass out of town with
your bitch
Dumb nigga I`m like the Terminator, loco
Kickin down doors with Brotha Lynch lookin for yo ass
Blast everybody in the house and fuck gettin caught
Bullet wounds will get a nigga caught
They tell the cops that they shot ya
You go to see the doctor then they got ya, huh
A niggas like me leaves no evidence sucka
When I`m jackin me a fool, I shoot the mothafucka
(Talking)
Yeah, once again it`s on you know what I`m sayin?
That nigga X mothafuckin Raided never gave a fuck about shit
You run up and you gone that`s how it is you know what I`m sayin?
Don`t have your back against the wall like my boy Mick said
If you don`t talk that shit, I might let your punk ass live
You know what I`m sayin? sayin? sayin?
(then again he might not)
