X-RAIDED - Repercussions (A Time To Ride) lyrics

rate me

Woop Woop

Who got the keys to the coup - load up the street sweeper

It's time for niggas to meet the reaper

Keep a full clip - cause the bull shit get fatal

Game official like felix mitchell

I'm bringin drama to the table

Don't a give fuck yeah

When I'm stuck yell - I fell G in the court bail

Paper-hungry nigga

Savage tactics

Stackin more mail

Name ringin like door-bells from the A Block to the Gardens...

Nine zips for the mardrin and the droughts is what we charging

Niggas be starving

But me and mine ain't goin out like the average

Doing thangs and living lavish

Keepin it crackin - stackin cabbage

I'm a savage about my chippas squeezing zippas

Down the

Paper chasin and poppin collars - ain't no love for none of these marks

Don't let these

Nines bark like rockwilders

I holla - like holla in surgery I'll open fire on these marks

Tryna murder me - it's time to ride...

It's time to ride yellin' Madman

Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand

We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'

Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin...

Gone up in the Halfway house so you halfway clowns... kickin it -

Gone put my strap straight down - to yo ass face down

Sicc in the dome and ya'll acted

Lynch kick it with all crackers - don't got no real niggas around

Come to that kill

Nigga I slap you

I clap you for playing my music - you made it up to Luni

Cause I flashed "I ain't playing with you fools"

Spray you with the Uzi - weak ass baby

You a poodle - I'm a bang you with a noodle - Zigg Zagg want me to play with the

Cuchi and put my finger in the booty?

Tall Cann - You hate with the fools - but I ain't bangin on you

The payment was due - I can't blame it on you

Kevin "damn" you can't even come to the studio to rap? (scary ass nigga)

But you can go hide out at the parking-lot

Keeps you

Brotha Wimp

Don't come for shit - you here like Michael Jackson (he-he)

Bitch you not from the Blocc

My Blocc-Niggas come out

And when the funk - Siccmade don't come out... Ya'll niggas Punk Out...

It's time to ride yellin' Madman

Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand

We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'

Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin...

There's something bout the cashflows

So pass hoes dollars and "enchacoolos? to my distrib. and the

"send the rooboes

I recognize

But at the same time

I got a squad to feed - and I claim mine

'these is niggas I ride for thieves' so blame mine

If your CEO don't show up for work

He delinquent - with them royalty cheques... (red alert)

Run up in his office

Toss his computer off his desk - cross his mouth with tape and let these Rugers off at his head

If we escape

We gone do with the props - we want the cheddar

If we get some props in the process - it's all the better

But I stress the fact that I rap to get that scrilla - and if I feel this shit ain't workin

Then I'm a get that Milla - Nigga kill the

Speakers

Crush the Mics and burn up all my rhymes - Put the ashes in the Urns

Turn up all my crime

Turn down this music - I'm bout to burn the studios 'like a arsonist' -

Huntin' down my incitive with a fourty-four - spark it in cartridges

In his ear exploding

Murder my publicist - cause the bitch ain't been promotin'

I'm hopin' it don't come to that but I

Burly act every contract negotiation

Give me what I deserve - or I'm a have to waste it - procrastinate with a Madman

Is a bad plan

That's past hating - So what recorded you better have my cash waitin' in order...

It's time to ride yellin' Madman

Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand

We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'

Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin...

I'm here

So when I take my seat at the table - I'm a rip everybody on your label

From the celebrities to the unable...

Most definitely it's gone get payed for

Nigga don't play broke - I need those chips

So I can turn em into mashed potatoes

Lyrical K.O - to establish a better pay-roll

Tryna have it to where de-leigo

My eigo - soon as I say so...

Young T-Nutty 'cause - next in the line

Wipe me up a little bit nigga... and I bet you I shine

It's time to ride yellin'

Cash man... to the record companies

Cause I'm doin' bad man and honest business if you ain't dunkin' me

Dunkin' me in the soundproof - like your name was Michael Jordan

Tryna grind off my rap - with rhymes 'you just ask

The

Doubt my lifestyle's important and when I'm broke it starts to shorten

So don't come up short - I'm a youngsta but I'm a locc

Nigga don't act like you don't know - It's T-Nutty from the four

Gettin' nutty for the doe.

It's time to ride yellin' Madman

Misanthropy - Do or die til I last stand

We never knew the repercussions of bustin' but this is something we lovin'

Without this money we nothing - so grab the straps and keep comin...

"ITS TIME TO RIDE"...