YUKMOUTH - Bumbell Lyrics

[tech n9ne] (yukmouth)Regime killas, ahWhat the deal(it's that lethal)What's poppinRegime niggas in this motherfucker for the one nine nine twist bitch(uh, that regime shit)Regime shit, yeah(done deal, bumbell)New millenium rhymers nigga(what, tech a nina)The bumbellWhere the fuck you at(up in this bitch)[yukmouth] (tech n9ne)Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime's finest(regime) tech a ninaAnd smoke a lot himself(smoke a lot, bumbell)Let's serve these niggas with the straight shh, uh nigga(in your back bitch)Fuck that, I'm tired of not being of the bungalow shitThis bumbell for you nigga[yukmouth]It's bumbell bumbell, that's straight rapid fireThat override your ampliphiers and the woofersYour bass tube hook ups shut the fuck up with wires cooked upNiggas stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it's that lethalIt'll probably have you killing people, for realCops say it's illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesionNiggas keep going to jail for 11, 350's and 211's187's, concealed weapons, all the aboveTear the fuckin club up with my nigga what[tech n9ne]That tech n9ne nigga, lyrically blind niggas on the grindAll the time you will find I spiritually define nigga, rhyme killaI'm the purer from missour-aQuick when I rip shit trip this animalistic, fuck ace venturaBy the power of my dead niggas i'ma ride this like a rollercoasterAin't nobody fuckin with my niggas I'm the killa representin cosa nostraSo bust like you're supposed toWe guaranteed this gon sell cuz this shit's the bumbell nigga[chorus: (tech n9ne)] x 2(ba bum)This shit is heated (ba bum)Your shit's deleted (ba bum)And when you need it (ba bum)We drunk and weededAs long as this rap shit sellsUs niggas with figures we keep releasin the bumbell[yukmouth]Bitch I can make ya ? ven? (ba bum)Make ya ? land? (ba bum)Make the fans (ba bum)Gang related dance (ba bum)I can make the hood (ba bum)Make your ? kim wood? (ba bum)Make your stereo (ba bum)Make calico (ba bum)They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunkGrab the pump, bang my shit when you in the mist to funkOr get shit crunkedWhen shit jumps, I'm the theme musicLike thorazine, the fiends cling to itI didn't mean to do itThe music made me do it, it made me loose itGot my mind playin tricksNow my nine can't stop sprayin shitUntil the nigga lay in a ditchAnd when I played this shit it blew my speakers outLooked out the window I saw dope fiends and tweakers out in theMiddle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it outIt got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrillaAfter every word I got to say niggaLike what's up nigga? Let's smoke this blunt niggaOh, yesterday got caught, got fucked up niggaYou bumpin yuk nigga? Oh that's the bumbell[chorus] x 2[tech n9ne]We're now listening to the sounds of tech n9neI don't need no medication, I just packs my crispy flowsEndo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all filthy hoesThat nigga named tech n9ne is a motherfucker on gang relatedHater's gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulatedRap a lot summoned me, I told em that I had a gun in meLoony as a nigga wanna be, kindly get the fuck from front of meSleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles dailyUnder a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don't faze meThey say tech when I rap you wouldn't be aliveFuck that, I got niggas lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell's liveWe bringin heat to the game, deep when we cameNiggas fucked up and put they feet to the flameGot that (ish) if you want it, gives a (uff) I'm a flaunt itThat (haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the bumbell[chorus] x 2[tech n9ne] (yukmouth)Yeah (live and direct)Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture(bumbell) bumbell (what)Tech n9ne (regime shit)Ish, uck, niggaWhat you wanna doRegime crewLike that niggaMe and yuknouth up in this motherfucker puttin this shit in your backFor the one nine nine twistYou know what I'm sizzlin? You know what I'm sizzlin? You know what I'm sizzlin? Regime killas!(thugged out, yukmouth)
 

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