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Take Flight
X-Raided
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Y'all motherfuckers wanna go to war?
Nigga, we'll give you war
Nigga, this Black Market
Doktor, show these niggas what it's like when we go to war
You say you ready for war, so I'm about to take flight, nigga
Doktor, fuck all y'all, I never liked niggas
Break mics quicker than Billy the Kid pulled triggers
Like Canibus, I eat MC's 'til I'm full, nigga
I'm loccing up, leaving you niggas broken up
Slit out your tongue, cut your throat, leave you choking up
You're smoking up a gang of sherm, got your brain fried
Toe to toe, head up, nigga, we the same size
Blow the smoke, fed up, tired of your talking shit
Richard Ramirez style, straight up stalking shit
Picture your mirror style against this Glock shit
Battle me, you got bit, mic or Glock, bitch?
You must be dreaming, nightmares, waking up screaming
I'm right there, your pallbearers being fired demons
I dare you double, test it and get your bubble peeled
Sacked like a quarterback fucking with Stubblefield
Have you ever heard revenge?
Me and my nigga Doktor on a murder binge
Shot 'em all, watch 'em fall as we murder men
We doing evil shit like we never heard of sin
We ruin people with them .50 caliber desert eag's
When you see us coming, all y'all baller niggas best to leave
You best believe it's going down and you the next to bleed
Make a sound and catch some rounds and that's guaranteed
We sharing weed, dipped in flammable shit
Turn your loc into a animal quick
Doktor, can we handle this shit? (That's affirmative, nigga)
So now we shermin' it, nigga
What about the bloody glove? (We burning it, nigga)
You better be learning it, nigga, money earning it, nigga
And if you ain't on that page, you better be turning it, nigga
Is you ready to know? I ain't giving a fuck about y'all clout
We like them Cherokee warriors, illing, peeling them scalps, we shout
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone
You want it bomb, my nigga? (So now the war's on)
Late night, I'm on the creep, four-four chrome
Red light, boom, your driver's side door gone
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone
You want it bomb, my nigga? (So now the war's on)
Late night, I'm on the creep, four-four chrome
Red light, boom, your driver's side door gone
We homegrown, I'm that Northern Cali green leaf
Bless your dome with one hit, now you want peace
Pitbull, my lock and shake 'til I rip meat
Clip full, got hollow tips, bitch, swallow this
I'm thinking of aliens on Mars attack
Ack-ack, getting at you and whoever got your back, fact
Non-fiction, sending my niggas on a bomb mission
Your whole house, kids, and your baby moms missing
But still in awe, you wanna run up on a murder man
Got a reputation for being quick to hurt a man
No hesitation, premeditating some cold shit
My designation assassinating your whole clique
Open up your casket, nigga, I ain't dead yet
Ash to ash, dust to dust, ain't been said yet
Had Doktor full of bullet holes, stuck on a bed rest
So I left you in the car with your brains on the headrest
Got my own, cannon and all is all a nigga need
You doing a hundred? You best to pick a quicker speed
You better heed every warning, y'all niggas can see
'Cause in the morning, we coming for all our enemies
Beg and plead for your life before my trigger squeeze
I look you dead in your eyes, tell you, "Nigga, please"
Hit your liver, then your kidneys
Got your boxers full of bloody piss and feces
Look where they got you fucking with these Northern Cali G's
It's a disease, incurable sickness, indeed
If you sleep, I'ma creep, leave that pillow bloody red
Who got y'all? X-Raided and Doktor, then I said
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone
You want it bomb, my nigga? (So now the war's on)
Late night, I'm on the creep, four-four chrome
Red light, boom, your driver's side door gone
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone
You want it bomb, my nigga? (So now the war's on)
Late night, I'm on the creep, four-four chrome
Red light, boom, your driver's side door gone
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone
You want it bomb, my nigga? (So now the war's on)
Late night, I'm on the creep, four-four chrome
Red light, boom, your driver's side door gone
Take flight like stealth bombers in a war zone
You want it bomb, my nigga? (So now the war's on)
Late night, I'm on the creep, four-four chrome
Red light, boom, your driver's side door gone
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