[Round 1: Ryda]
So we got Ryda vers’ Shotgun Suge
They said “we think the look’ll be great”
I didn’t see it that way
I mean I appreciate the gesture, but
I’m used to bitches feedin’ me Grapes
Now let’s get one thing straight
I don’t care if he bangin’ where he from
He died as a Grape, but they gon’ find him as a raisin in the Sun
We on to the races, and you gon’ need more than a gun
And Ryda (rider) know just how to get rid of Shotgun, and his Formula won (One)
Now let’s cook
I done survived evеry shot that a vet took
You on the West facin’ Natе Dogg, ‘bout to get one of the best hooks
Blade in him, you see his face? This is how death look
I twist it, then kept turnin’ it over like Westbrook
Ya boy shook
I need you to pay attention to every word that I’m sayin’
I don’t give a fuck about no blogs or what the fan votes is swayin’
Even if you had Danny Myers’ parallel universe, it still come wit’ limitations
New Spider-Man: ‘cause it’s No Way Home and ya Ben (been) dead in every situation
Ain’t no time off
Nigga you gotta be ready when the opps come
Ever since my Training Day, if I spot one, I got one
Long nose- nah, long blade or a bullet, I won’t leave until the job done
Long nose, Alfonso- no, Alonzo; I’m gettin’ surgical wit’ a Shotgun
It don’t cost nothin’ to get to heaven
Headshot, boy it ain’t no comin’ back from that
After you get this, you get in for free like a Midnight Madness tat’
Nigga you could die in your own city
Bitch, I give a fuck what your friends say
Funeral service, open casket: that’s how you put a Shotgun on display
What his life like?
Nigga fuck your slogan
I don’t care about any struggle or any burden you get to carry
Only time I care ‘bout what your life like is in an obituary
I’m too legit, who is this?
Losin’ it, provin’ it, Ruger clip
One bustin’ through your shit
A bullet’ll turn a Jersey backwards: a St. Lunatic
Spin cycle: Maytag
Shotgun: stain glass
Turn Jimmie Newsome into Jimmy Neutron: brain blast
You big bitch, nigga you’re so far from a thug
Sent Arsonal on a dummy mission wit’ Trick Trick where he said he ain’t knew who you was
Then Nitty said you was out here gettin’ robbed by some Crip niggas and you said that wasn’t quite what it was
See, now I can’t trust you, if it’s one thing I learned from ‘Pac, peep the setup
Why would a nigga wit’ the silk be fightin’ wit’ Suge?
I’m here for my respect, mufucka, and that’s what you gon’ give me
You ain’t deaf, mufucka, I know that you hear me
All I’m seein’ is envy, so I pull up wit’ semis
Or the old Drac’ (Drake), you wanna go back in the wheelchair, Jimmie (Jimmy)?
‘Cause right now, nigga all I’m seein’ is red
These travel at high speed like they duckin’ the feds
And I ain’t never seen a nigga come back from the dead
Nelly, Tim McGraw: it was all in his head
We know Suge like to dunk on niggas
I mean in his career, we done seen the shit a lot
But now, I’m takin’ charge, and the only thing left to do is beat him to the spot
Tell O Red, Arsonal, and Surf that we raise cans too
I’ll put the whole Goon Squad on Jersey, like Space Jam 2
I coulda been the shooter and the driver, you know, one hand on the wheel while I’m bustin’ the 40
But if you seen my battles wit’ Drugz then you know about my DUI and some of the story
See, I learned a lot in that situation, even though them classes were startin’ to bore me
But now a nigga know, if I want to up the up the fif’, takin’ Shotgun is the best thing for me
Only time tells
I could do 25 to life if this crime fails
If so, Ima just have to die on the inside like the Nine-Tails
Fuck Jersey, off rip, ain’t none of you niggas budgin’ me
Niggas talk so tough online, but act cool when they see me publicly
Fuck these fake ass friendships, if it’s up wit’ me, it’s stuck wit’ me
And Caffeine only paid me enough for one round, {pocket check}, I need enough for three
I tried to tell ‘em, that I don’t get along wit’ these niggas
You put a vet vers’ a bitch, I don’t belong wit’ these niggas
The churches gon’ have to sing a slow song for these niggas
Got me askin’ my partners like
So we got Ryda vers’ Shotgun Suge
They said “we think the look’ll be great”
I didn’t see it that way
I mean I appreciate the gesture, but
I’m used to bitches feedin’ me Grapes
Now let’s get one thing straight
I don’t care if he bangin’ where he from
He died as a Grape, but they gon’ find him as a raisin in the Sun
We on to the races, and you gon’ need more than a gun
And Ryda (rider) know just how to get rid of Shotgun, and his Formula won (One)
Now let’s cook
I done survived evеry shot that a vet took
You on the West facin’ Natе Dogg, ‘bout to get one of the best hooks
Blade in him, you see his face? This is how death look
I twist it, then kept turnin’ it over like Westbrook
Ya boy shook
I need you to pay attention to every word that I’m sayin’
I don’t give a fuck about no blogs or what the fan votes is swayin’
Even if you had Danny Myers’ parallel universe, it still come wit’ limitations
New Spider-Man: ‘cause it’s No Way Home and ya Ben (been) dead in every situation
Ain’t no time off
Nigga you gotta be ready when the opps come
Ever since my Training Day, if I spot one, I got one
Long nose- nah, long blade or a bullet, I won’t leave until the job done
Long nose, Alfonso- no, Alonzo; I’m gettin’ surgical wit’ a Shotgun
It don’t cost nothin’ to get to heaven
Headshot, boy it ain’t no comin’ back from that
After you get this, you get in for free like a Midnight Madness tat’
Nigga you could die in your own city
Bitch, I give a fuck what your friends say
Funeral service, open casket: that’s how you put a Shotgun on display
What his life like?
Nigga fuck your slogan
I don’t care about any struggle or any burden you get to carry
Only time I care ‘bout what your life like is in an obituary
I’m too legit, who is this?
Losin’ it, provin’ it, Ruger clip
One bustin’ through your shit
A bullet’ll turn a Jersey backwards: a St. Lunatic
Spin cycle: Maytag
Shotgun: stain glass
Turn Jimmie Newsome into Jimmy Neutron: brain blast
You big bitch, nigga you’re so far from a thug
Sent Arsonal on a dummy mission wit’ Trick Trick where he said he ain’t knew who you was
Then Nitty said you was out here gettin’ robbed by some Crip niggas and you said that wasn’t quite what it was
See, now I can’t trust you, if it’s one thing I learned from ‘Pac, peep the setup
Why would a nigga wit’ the silk be fightin’ wit’ Suge?
I’m here for my respect, mufucka, and that’s what you gon’ give me
You ain’t deaf, mufucka, I know that you hear me
All I’m seein’ is envy, so I pull up wit’ semis
Or the old Drac’ (Drake), you wanna go back in the wheelchair, Jimmie (Jimmy)?
‘Cause right now, nigga all I’m seein’ is red
These travel at high speed like they duckin’ the feds
And I ain’t never seen a nigga come back from the dead
Nelly, Tim McGraw: it was all in his head
We know Suge like to dunk on niggas
I mean in his career, we done seen the shit a lot
But now, I’m takin’ charge, and the only thing left to do is beat him to the spot
Tell O Red, Arsonal, and Surf that we raise cans too
I’ll put the whole Goon Squad on Jersey, like Space Jam 2
I coulda been the shooter and the driver, you know, one hand on the wheel while I’m bustin’ the 40
But if you seen my battles wit’ Drugz then you know about my DUI and some of the story
See, I learned a lot in that situation, even though them classes were startin’ to bore me
But now a nigga know, if I want to up the up the fif’, takin’ Shotgun is the best thing for me
Only time tells
I could do 25 to life if this crime fails
If so, Ima just have to die on the inside like the Nine-Tails
Fuck Jersey, off rip, ain’t none of you niggas budgin’ me
Niggas talk so tough online, but act cool when they see me publicly
Fuck these fake ass friendships, if it’s up wit’ me, it’s stuck wit’ me
And Caffeine only paid me enough for one round, {pocket check}, I need enough for three
I tried to tell ‘em, that I don’t get along wit’ these niggas
You put a vet vers’ a bitch, I don’t belong wit’ these niggas
The churches gon’ have to sing a slow song for these niggas
Got me askin’ my partners like
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