X-RAIDED - Who Is Y'All Niggas lyrics

rate me

Yeah X-Raided yeah

Yeah X-Raided yeah

Yeah X-Raided yeah

Goin' down ugh

Niggas be woofin' that shit

Nigga who the fuck is you nigga?

Show me y'all credentials before you speak on X-Raided

They say when the dogs away the cats'll play

Now X-Raided's back up in this bitch leavin' niggas in your way

spittin' fire

Why you done woke up the dragon?

Thought the loc was through so niggas startin' braggin'

About who can fuck with X now really

Who put Sac on the map was it you don't be silly

Will he make the beats up? Nigga what?

And 24th Street rip

But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit

And thug niggas on the south side

Slam X-Raided loc when they out ridin'

I'm the king of this Sac-Town scene and you peasant

I ran shit in the past well in the future and the present

Yo Meek attempt to diss me you's a boy

I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys

Now you got tattoos ooh! You big killa

I won't hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch nigga

Which nigga wanna war with the hardcore

Load up you .44 playa what cha waitin' for

Lay a motha fucka face down

With bullet holes in your clothes

Decapitated and naked from the waist down


Who is y'all new booty ass niggas tryin' diss this nigga

I dismiss niggas

Endless blue sportin trigga tottin menace

Niggas that'll disfigure niggas on my shit list [x2]

Nig-niggas on my shit list

Niggas on my shit list

Nig-niggas on my shit list

Niggas on my shit list

I know y'all busta remember me

Pumpin' slugs in your dome lobotomizin' your memory

It's him or me when the wars on

My new tapes out now the south areas' a war zone

I send letters from the pen to my true locs

It's time to ride my nigga go out and shoot folks

Incarceration ain't workin'

My body's locked but my souls on the streets lurkin'

Perkin' niggas like Folgers, motivatin' soldiers

To make you set look like yo set got wrecked with bulldozers

How many marks can I take in one day?

I'ma need a little help don't trip it's on the way, hey!

Display your corpse in the window like a mannequin

Why damagin'

You got no wind and it's plain and simple

Name 'em cripple

Get savage when I aim my pistol

Flame a missile through your temple till your brain gristles

Dead issues


Who is y'all, who is y'all


I'm through with y'all, through with y'all


Who is y'all, who is y'all


I'm through with y'all, through with y'all [x2]

Nigga you can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated

I heard that little bitch ass shit that you stated, nigga

You can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated

I'm the motha fuckin' bomb bout to detonate it

I consume fake rappin' mark niggas like Brut

Chew 'em up spit 'em out piss on 'em when I'm through

You used to be a rip now you claim damu

You dog niggas didn't know but nigga I do

I knew you's a hook like a U-turn

Put your ass in a urn cremated nigga burned

Howard Stern couldn't clown a nigga worse than Raided

Let loose a few verses had you cursed and faded

Like Madusa on the loop I'm turnin' true to the stone

Spittin' brimstone burnin' motha fuckas to bone

If it's on I'ma show you how to end this shit

Chrome .50 caliber "Des Eags" with extended clips bitch


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