Yella’s Revenge U.N.L.V.

{Jamaican Talkin}
Original dan-da-da mi say boy, uh boy (it ain't over yet)
Original dan-da-da mi say boy

(Tec-9 talkin)
(All right yall, all right yall)
Return of UNLV nigga (all right yall), Trend Setters (all right yall)
Get at me, (all right yall) what (All right yall)
Trend setter fa ya ass

(Jamaican)
Lil Ya run the beat now boy one time

{Verse 1: Lil Ya}
Peep it, It ain't over ya'll I got some shit on my chest
These niggas bitin our beats givin me reasons to flex
You know they know, when we catch em we gon rag em
Tie them clowns up 3rd ward style, commits to drag 'em
Through the fuckin river, shit is realer than it ever been
Them sucka's playin knowin how the "U" spin the bin
And when I'm mad ain't no tellin what Lil Ya do
Run in yo crib, kill yo kids and ya Mama too
Then find you and make you pay fa what you done to my dog
30, 30 gettin dirty ready to take ya wig off
I fuck with Marlbaro to try to keep my self stable
Loadin guns at the brown table
Now I'm able, capable to take another one out
Loose lips, sank ships shouldn't of been runnin ya mouth
Now I'ma ride out after I kill and destroy
This is revenge fa my lil nigga...