Trippy Phonk 1993 Denzel Curry (Ft. Nell & Yung Kane)

[Intro: Nell]
Nell here
I fuck with them Raiders

[Verse 1: Nell]
Better get low
Ra-ta-ta-tat-tat-tat 'cause MAC-10 came through blastin'
Spitting that savage, cutting that magic, it's drastic that gotta make shit tragic
But I'm just coolin' with my niggas, chillin', room full of bad bitches
Selling trees so we get lit, the weed to me like a sixth sense
Cause I bang on the tracks and get hella respect
Fuck with me 'cause they see I'm intellect
But you niggas is losin' and I am up next
Any nigga don't like it get hit with the TEC
Fuck all you haters, I fuck with them Raiders
We chasin' the paper, alive and I'm blessed
Flexing my chest while your bitch on my dick
But I left her behind because this shit legit

[Verse 2: Yung Kane]
Snapback to the right
Bitch on my left
Puffin' loud got a nigga goin' deaf
Pumpin' your guns, get a fuck nigga left (Fah)
Stick in the whip, .40 on my hip
Hold tight rubber grip if a fuck nigga slip (Yo)
Empty the clip then I start with the crew
These niggas is pussy, I fuck with a few
My Jay all night
Bad bitch finna get me right
If he try, I slide
Up fire nigga play about mine (Nigga play)
Damn right, I do this
Shots to the nigga head then look clueless (Pow)
40 jump, call that bitch Carl Lewis
Bang-bang, leave his brain in the sewage