retaliation feat. 007, k.b. &
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Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Retaliation is a must, leaving opposition in the dust
In Mobb we trust, fuckin' with us'll get you bust
It's a suicide, it's a suicide
You will die, nigga, you will die
Just like your homeboy did when we teed off on him
And since you want drama we fittin' to weed off the corners
And when I ride, all these niggas better ride
So if you hoes got pride then bring your asses outside
And let me see your bad side, but don't you never let me see you sweat
I'm leaving motherfuckers silhouette
Wet, and you can take that as a threat
But I'ma make a promise, these niggas here is comin'
Sick enough to make a maggot vomit
With the intentions to retaliate, illuminate then evacuate
Fuckin' teardrops on the casket tops
Just opened up with shots from plastic Glock
That mean your ass get knocked, it's all about getting even
Get them motherfuckers when you see 'em, stoppin' for breath
Retaliation, look at all the heat that you're facing
Fifty niggas lag in your living room waitin'
Passing out shit bags, click-clags, toe tags
We came and we kicked ass
Who run this? Double-0-7
Out of 17 you're guaranteed to get 11
I guess you think you're safe, sorry that you didn't
Hoe, it's too late, bitch, you shouldn't have did it
One by one, niggas get they ass done
Pussy make me laugh, nigga, money make me cum
Nigga satellite, all of this pay-per-view
Boredom shots make you call your whole fuckin' crew
We got you
Hang back, nigga, pass the pistol
Warriors come out and play when we whistle
What's that sound, is that them in the background?
I let the MAC clown and shut his whole set down
Thug for life, mobsters, murderous circle
We get 'em done, go get your guns, none survive
When I scream ta-ta-ta, it's the missile
From the three times the dime dime
Retaliation is a must, who in the fuck?
Catch you motherfuckers the nuts to try to buck one of us
Nigga, what? It's not the dust
Ashes to ashes and the bag is where the pistol's tucked
I lifts 'em up, gives a fuck, I'm quick to bust
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, once I stick 'em up
Now click 'em up to get enough of my gangsta stuff
Retaliation is a motherfuckin' must
Stumbled out the club bloody, drunk
As fuck and plus my vision is blurry
My face swole the fuck up, clothes all muddy
It was buddy from last week who I got into that argument with
Came back with his clique, motherfuckers in some deep shit
And so they asses gotta pay, make my way to a payphone and hit J
Ayy, I just got jumped on, I'm over here at Maker-Maker
Hit the mob just for the brain to Decatur
A few minutes later, I saw the motherfuckin' Hummer
He comes with G, MAC-11s ready to bomb a
Cocksucker, dead 'em, niggas, let's go on and touch 'em
Motherfuck the law, they ass run off, my nigga bust 'em
This is mob biz, kill 'em all, don't leave a witness
And make a motherfucker wish he wouldn't
Have done it, handle your business
They violated my probation, had to fry they ass like bacon
For fuckin' with me, retaliation