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Red Death
(专辑: 10 - 2022)
And now we've come to that time Where the
legend of Griselda lives forever The
Butcher coming nigga Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now (The Butcher) Y'all niggas should know by now that Griselda the
flag We the
biggest (Biggest) Yeah I
don't know nobody this hungry, I
don't know nobody this humble I
don't know nobody this fearless, with Tarzan, I
can switch jungles I
don't know nobody this gangsta, I
don't know nobody this ready Snatch your chain off a
rapper, bitch, I
don't know nobody this petty (Nah) This where I
take control of shit This where I
get to rap about sticks and how we wrap bricks with petroleum Clean strips like custodians (Uh-huh) My rap sheet got coke on it, my stash house got broken in West signed me, I
was woke again, I'ma tell that story all over again (Yeah) Get rich first, then get your homies rich, it works They said I'd never switch it up, but I'm like three flows in on this verse So what that tell you? That tell me that these niggas do a
lot of cheerleading (Lot of cheerleadin') And these niggas gon' run in high when the
scan season And the
Butcher coming, motherfucker Never seen a
pot (Pot), you never seen a
blender (A blender) I
got this white bitch with me (This white bitch with me) But we ain't meet on Tinder (Uh-uh) I
put my feet on niggas (Uh-huh), when y'all speak to niggas (Those niggas?) I
think of my sons, I
need a
carseat for niggas (Those niggas?) I
play the
game like Larry Bird, you know that street code, nigga I
can shoot for three or I
might Victor Oladipo niggas (Ah) Giants Monday night football, I'm watching from the
box (From the
box) Me and OG Juan and Lil Uzi taking shots, I'm placing bets and taking pots (Taking pots) You make a
move, I
make it hot (Uh-huh) You making moves, nigga? You take ice cubes, then, man, fuck that That's pre-school, you run down on niggas and you make 'em cop (Yeah) Then make sure you sleep with that machine gun like Megan Fox It's the
Butcher, nigga When y'all tell the
tale Make sure you tell that nobody did it like Griselda did it A
team that was one of one That shifted everything The
culture was never the
same after they got here Stove God, Rome Streetz, my niggas 'bout it, 'bout it We can break the
whole shit down, go ounce for ounces Ten course, three houses (Skrrt) One house so fly, you can't even sit on the
couches Perrier fountains (Ah), I
heard the
feds watching We had to re-route, took it through the
Carolinas Any doubt and we'll be here 'til tomorrow, my nigga, you gotta recount it Ayo, used to get vicious on the
TV screen Weed tems match the
tans, the
black match the
greens McLaren P1 (Skrrt), with the
M16 Oh, I
(Oh, I), oh, I
(Oh, I, Gangsta Gri-zillz) Uh, G-Wagon mornings and Porsche nights (Stove) The
cars that'll cost your life (Haha) rain boots Off-White (Hahaha) It started dissolving in the
water, I
lost sight (I did) Needles in the
arm for the
dog bite (Woo) Sparkles on a
brick, that's what God like (That's what God like) VVS's dancing in the
ring like Shawn Michaels, that's a
light show I've seen the
Eiffel, I've seen a
pipe full (Woo) The
trap phone just kept ringing like Mike with the
Bulls (Woo) If you could, you would, nigga, but you can't (You can't) Gina Jackson face on a
brick stamp Left the
scale wet, the
shit still was damp (It was) I
went Dam Marjerle out in Phoenix, had to lay up (Haha) Get low for nine months, after they sprayed it up (Bah, bah, bah) They asking "Who the
best?" I'm like "It may be us" (Brr, bah) Quarter-million laying in the
cut, rubber-band it up (Stove) It ain't shit to talk about, nigga, the
damage is done (Hahaha) All that Jeff Van Gundy shit, get a
gun to your shit I
rock it, stop it, Louis Vuitton moccasins Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh (Ayo, check) Speed in a
Benz now, before it was the
mega bus with bundles All the
droopy-eyed junkies come through with they money crumpled Make 'em get it straight, the
fiend arm got more tracks than Hitler 8
He tried to find a
vein, he tied his bicep with the
sneaker lace They shot him in his foot like Harlem Nights, now he in outer space Fast forward, now we in Paris, swigging bottles of Ace You know the
case, all the
bitches love me like I'm '98 Ma$e You dirty square niggas won't ever be in better shape We so far ahead of these niggas, it's no one in the
race Could leave and come back, they'd still be fucked up in the
same place Light you up like Richard Pryor with a
pipe full of base Life dealt them bad cards, he got popped in his poker face Chop your head, stone cold was how I
left a
rattlesnake Then I
hit the
rock with the
razor's edge on a
paper plate Ghost guns, we keep hearing weapons He tried to run, we blew at the
back of his head like a
Ram's helmet (Boom) All I
needed was a
skirt, I
told the
plug to mail it On the
dark web, I
know the
method like RZA do Residue on my digital, you niggas minuscule (Y'all know who the
motherfuck it is) All of my shit is dope (Yeah) put it on a
spoon Oh, we fucking do it, oh, we fuckin— Pop tags, get more and more rats, in stores, y'all trash Piss poor, big bills, tall stacks, y'all cats lil' boys Y'all wanna come fuck with the
queen? (Bitch) Nah, I'll pass, Chris Paul Y'all know what West and 'Mani do (Yeah) He hold the
wheel, I'm shooting off the
room (Grrah) Throwing shots, I
hope they ninety proof 'Cause this shit'll get real shiesty, pooh (Uh-huh) Gave bitches room, gave bitches doom Let me starve, so I
made bitches food Made a
lane and I
made bitches move Killed niggas and I
spray bitches too (Woo) Flow hard, 'cause I
go hard (Uh) These hoes ain't on they job, dope fiend with the
J-nod Like they just came from the
graveyard (Ah) Cop keys of that cake, Ma Stacks on deck, like it's cake car (Like it's cake car) Big moves when the
bricks move Touch down, hit the
jeweler, need a
bustdown Young girl from the
Buff' that did the
impossible (Yup) Everybody from the
block was looking to pop it, I
was the
monster who Took this shit to the
top, boy, like I'm Shane or Sully, the
game is funny Woah, what's happenin'? Yeah, okay I'm hopping out the
fifty, it's an eighty-eight Gold Ds, red paint, I
ain't got no place Real Ps, no yees, we don't know no base All gas, no brakes, make your bitch cash dates I'm from Bompton, Balifornia, where them soul P
shakes And when the
barrel's hit the
corner then we hop them gates I
bounce, I
rock, I
roll, I
skate Counting hundred-dollar bills, cutting dope on a
plate Just a
Westside nigga in Harlem, I
tuck my P
high Sliding down two-fifth, nigga, I'm to the
Eastside They never heard me brazy, slapping out of a
G-ride I
show you how to do this like the
greatest of all time 4
Bent, Rest in Peace, had to do it for 4
Line 2L, Roy 'nel a
nigga, yeah, I'm from both sides Banging on wax, we only heard of the
B-side In the
bity where it's bracking, Blood, I
live in a
beehive Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh (Uh) Mop was made in Bangladesh, spray the
steps, oops, I
made a
mess (Brrt) They upset, they down two, they concerned 'cause they regress They depressed, they waiving white flags, I'm still gon' wave this TEC (Hahaha) We take no threats lightly, you likely getting a
halo next We rivals like when the
Yankees go play the
Mets, go place your bets I
cook a
half, my man cooked a
half but J
gon' taste and test I'm battling my chef to see whose shit better like Rae and Mef (Talk to 'em) Niggas on that wrathful edge, SB is Grateful Dead My bitch is J. Lo bad, I
give Felecia the
grapefruit head (Ha) I
don't beef with rappers, I
fill this Wraith up with Draco' lead (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Real pressure, think you a
real stepper? I
break your legs (Haha) I'm way ahead, did it with no real effort, the
way I
sped Past niggas, just ask niggas (Go ask them niggas, man) Yeah, how you gon' fix your lips to talk to me crazy Like I
won't split your shit or put up a
dub to get you fixed? ('Kay) Bottles meant with sticks and extendo clips (Uh-huh) All the
handhelds like Nintendo Switch (Boom, boom, boom) I
bend your bitch, then tell her "You can go, I'll send your Lyft" (Goodbye) Then I
sped off so past, I
made the
Benzo drift (Huh) Think you putting work in, I'll come and end your shift (Talk to 'em) Hiders called me from the
Feds and said "I'm glad you made it, my nigga, this been your gift" Oh, oh, oh, oh (Machine, bitch, what's happenin, bitch?) Oh, oh, oh (Can't do shit, get in your bag, nigga, yeah) Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh (Gangsta Gri-zillz) When we talk finales, you can compare us to all of 'em We done lived it all We the
Godfathers, we the
Avengers in the
Infinity War We came Back To The
Future to be the
Terminators of the
Matrix We the
Lord of the
Rings that hold the
Hunger Games See, no Mission is Impossible when you this Fast and Furious Niggas Die Hard when we show 'em the
Final Destination It's been a
pleasure Hitler Wears Hermes 10 DJ Drama And like that, we gone B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Boom Gunn, holla at me Legendary, timeless Just make sure when the
story's told, it's told correctly (Gangsta Gri-zillz)
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