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Violate 'Em

 

Violate 'Em

(álbum: MellowLOvation Music - 2023)


Uh, the summer's bout to get hot
I'm stepping out and rocking fur like I'm a Eskimo
Well fuck impressing hoes, they never show me X and Os
Gwinnett's like little Mexico
Thought it was safe cuz it's the burbs
Until you heard someone got murdered at the Texaco
Right up the street, now you trynna sleep but you can't
Thought that we would ease your mind
And might relieve you of pain
On a G like you a slider trynna be who you ain't
All the flexing like you dressed up in a G-Unit tank
Now get your head bust, your homies gotta airbrush
Your name with R.I.P. right on a tee cuz you got ambushed
And fuck a college campus, education wasn't never for me
Teachers kicked me and my homies out the graduation ceremony
That was way back before rappers tatted their face with ink
When girls would play N-Sync, when crank was baby pink
When Drake was Jimmy Brooks, we didn't hit the books
We used our fake ID's to get in clubs like we the legal age to drink
Geeking smoking Primos, taking bitches to eat Ruffino's
Free B-day dinners and cut supremes at Rico's
You'll get robbed for just a couple c notes
Blow the money that we stole on slot machines and [?]
I used to care that public didn't take me serious
They used to stare at my hair and it made me furious
You talk the shit online but in person you change the narrative
He hiding, when I find out where he is I'ma find him and

Violate 'em
Watch your mouth when you're speaking on us
We violate 'em
It's-it's-it's on sight when we see 'em it's up
Violate 'em
Watch your mouth when you're speaking on us
We violate 'em
It's-it's-it's on sight when we see 'em it's up

You trynna catch a fade and go to your barber
You're no Antonio Tarver
Nobody's boxing, no dodging the bullet holes in your Charger
A lot of blood stains on the sole of my Pradas
The powder that I got is like ricotta salata
Or got a similar texture
Met a bitch and finessed her
She said she didn't do powder
She giving into the pressure
I guess I've always been a bad influence
Smoking wax, a little dab'll do
That's right, my homies in the back for Chatanooga
Who's the rapper that I hear you calling out, dissing
Hope isn't me cuz if I give your album a listen
And hear you mention me, it's fuck a freestyle or a written
This ain't a cypher, I'm only battling alcoholism
I'll kill 'em literally, you're failing miserably
I'll bring the heat to you and personal delivery fee
I see the police waiting, lurking in the tinted Caprice
They asked me for an autograph when I was fixing to leave
Eating expensive cuisine, clean and living the dream
This ain't no Zinfandel to lean
Turn my ginger ale pink and purple color
A southerner tell 'em word to mother
If you fuck with us someone inside of the circle is gonna

Violate 'em
Watch your mouth when you're speaking on us
We violate 'em
It's-it's-it's on sight when we see 'em it's up
Violate 'em
Watch your mouth when you're speaking on us
We violate 'em
It's-it's-it's on sight when we see 'em it's up

This the book of revelations
See the mark of the beast
We probably going on vacation
If the dogs hit the seats
Your man's a cold rat
He can't even walk down the street
You rocking with me
When I come up we all gonna eat
It's all in my veins
The honor is bestowed in my name
Go get your gang
Your big homies broke on the train
Popping his shit
Frauding, he is not with the shits
Pockets get ripped
I know the code
These rockets get sent
Right at your mom's house
I was at the compound
Pussy better calm down
'Fore I start to countdown
I'm 95 southbound
Cocaine caravan
You stomping on more than one block
That's a square dance
Break in with my bare hands
Yo, they call me Snap God
Cut you like a bear's hands
Haunt you like a crack charge
Fuck 'em though we had heart
My country folk serve you out the back yard
Fluffy white fat lard, fifty pieces, hundred pieces
Bro, they need it, that part
You really love the game
Become a owner, not a mascot
Bando with the padlock
Survivor and a true provider
And then my P.O got an email from his supervisor saying

Violate 'em
Watch your mouth when you're speaking on us
We violate 'em
It's-it's-it's on sight when we see 'em it's up
Violate 'em
Watch your mouth when you're speaking on us
We violate 'em
It's-it's-it's on sight when we see 'em it's up

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