X-Raided

Im still shootin mothafuckas the warpath never stops
Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde is causin a homicide
Ya popped if youre plottin on a jack punk
Ill see you comin from a mile away and light yo ass up
So if the funk is on you betta be strapped
Cuz youll be bitin the nine once again black
Call me agent double O deuce four
I got a mini 380 in the sleeve of my coat
Im a killA the mothafuckin X to the R-A-I-D-E-D L-O-C
smokin niggas like some green bud
So if you see me in your hood you better duck
Cuz Im jackin every thang from a cut to a mini truck
Better not be trippin never slippin
Its just another mothafuckin grave that Im diggin
Forties swiggin got a nigga bent and wanna kill
Fools try to catch me slippin but they never will
Im the mothafuckin X loc no joke
Im from the garden block where mothafuckas get smoked
If your Daytons got a little more shine than the ones I got
Im gonna get my nine and your shit is mine
You hella bold if you reach for your gat
Cuz Im gonna put a hole in your ass and its like that
Lynch, (You gonna be heaven sent fool)
Niggas nuts on the wall Im shooting mothafuckas
[Chorus:] Cuz Ill shoot your punk ass in a minute
Ill give you some of this [ginshots] or some of this [more gunshots]
Im a trigger happy nigga I prove it every time that I ride
Ill kill a punk at the drop of a dime
For instance a nigga talkin shit
Betta yet a fool tryin to front for a bitch yeah
(Ill give you some of this [gunshots] or some of this [gunshots]
Nigga aim nigga hit wanna trip nigga trip
Fuck a fools gun if he got a empty clip
Brotha Lynch (Im a blast, Im a blast)
Where your bullet land? (in that ass, in that ass)
Niggas aint shit a bitch is a dead bitch
If she fuck wit me she gonna be shittin led bricks
Cuz I treat a hoe like a hoe should be treated
Instead of a queen I treat a bitch like a thief
Ill have a hoe terrified thinkin Im a looney
Settin up her folks so I can jack em for they jewelry
Kickin down doors wavin gats fuck a discussion
All I want is money if there aint none then Im bustin yeah
Im killin mamas, daddys and nephews
Im killin sons, daughters and sparin you
You can play the Rambo role like youre a down black brother
But picture this Im still shootin mothafuckas
[Chorus]
You crazy if you think youre gonna get some
The only thing youre gonna get is yourself smoked punk
And if you ever wake your ass up
Youre in a box 24 deep cold as a mothafuck
To ya niggas that dissed me
Or either tried to blast and ya missed me
Keep your strap on cuz Im a get my jack on
When I put my black on payback is fin to be on
Your brains gone Im a let it be known trick
X Raided was never the one to be fucked with
Cuz you was sayin you was hard and all that shit
But when you found you couldnt quit you moved your ass out of town with
your bitch
Dumb nigga Im like the Terminator, loco
Kickin down doors with Brotha Lynch lookin for yo ass
Blast everybody in the house and fuck gettin caught
Bullet wounds will get a nigga caught
They tell the cops that they shot ya
You go to see the doctor then they got ya, huh
A niggas like me leaves no evidence sucka
When Im jackin me a fool, I shoot the mothafucka
[Talking]
Yeah, once again its on you know what Im sayin?
That nigga X mothafuckin Raided never gave a fuck about shit
You run up and you gone thats how it is you know what Im sayin?
Dont have your back against the wall like my boy Mick said
If you dont talk that shit, I might let your punk ass live
You know what Im sayin? sayin? sayin?
(then again he might not)
[ Still Shooting Lyrics ]