Oh Lets Do It (There Is No Competition 2) Fabolous

Rest in Peace Niggas
God Bless You

I'mma kill 'em dead
Come and get the bodies up
Bitches tryin to kick it
Like they just took karate up
They talkin some Christmas shit
Saying what the fuck they want
Need to call the next nigga
Who care bout what the fuck they want

Hung up on that ho bra
Save that talk for Oprah
When I spit I kill shit
Should have been a cobra
Hit you with that sober
Call that shit the come down
Call me Young Funeral
AKA Cemetery Nigga
AKA I bury niggas
My verse go first like it ride in a hearse
You jerks get merked when I put in work
RIP pigs put on shirts
All you niggas get put in dirt
Any nigga ever step foot on earth
Get laid down like football turf
Face down blue niggas look like Smurfs