Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
I bring it hardcore
Notorious outlaw
Above the law
I'm never stopping till i'm paid
I'm a sleeping thug niggas let me lie
Stop stepping on my shoes bitches did you plan to die
I told you before minding business is healthy living
Be ready for war I'm getting vicious time for drilling
Better know for sure it's do and die nigga When it comes to beefing with a sick ass nigga who's dead but still breathing
Call the popo when i knock your door
Get me my 44s cus I'm coming for more
Eyes raised in 4 folds time to count the score
Thug life it's f*ck fools lay your ass on the floor
Niggas come to talking in a minute now they bitching
I thought you said you mean it now you running like a pussy
Well give me my money send me my paper or we shooting
You think it's just by ripping i will rip your heart out
Picker please
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Don't be deceived by my smile, may be pretty but wicked
Best believe it's thug style to be petty but crooked
Awtlaw the maniac radical crack head
Cus I'm known to be a menace leaving opps half dead
Play the game wrong you get taken out the hood
In the street commit a foul then you get the red frame
Wanna see a brain splatter then try to rip a nigga
My turn i put dots make it R.I.P
Welcome to the street never take bread from a nigga
And always give the street cus it's full of grave diggers
Then you give an Awtlaw what he toiled his nights for
Or pay the prize fool what you think a nines for
This's illegal money in a loot you share the funds
It's called ego mbute money from scam, don't be a scum
When greed is a factor we bring out the mark 4
Call the rippers task force the time is past four
Picker please
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Not all surprises will come with an icing
When the crooks come for you, you know what the time is
Cus now the prize is money matter arising
We're like the isis, you know what your crime is
I told you before just stop the false tears
Take the sweat of a nigga he will come to spill your blood
It's street game
Niggas don't joke around with riches
Be a pussy nigga If you jonse we come with switches
Here comes pussy beaters, we gon leave your ass in stitches
Coming with my demons and my glock to burst you snitches
Awtlaw the most high
Puffing blunt he got no feelings
Banging motherf*ckers on my balls cus now it's itching
Forgiveness is the Lord's so f*ck it we show no mercy
But now It's Gods turn, will he send you to the furnace
To err they say is man but to forgive is not for thugs
Can't reap what you did not sow
You f*cking cunt I'll rip your soul
Rip 4 RIP
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
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Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
I bring it hardcore
Notorious outlaw
Above the law
I'm never stopping till i'm paid
I'm a sleeping thug niggas let me lie
Stop stepping on my shoes bitches did you plan to die
I told you before minding business is healthy living
Be ready for war I'm getting vicious time for drilling
Better know for sure it's do and die nigga When it comes to beefing with a sick ass nigga who's dead but still breathing
Call the popo when i knock your door
Get me my 44s cus I'm coming for more
Eyes raised in 4 folds time to count the score
Thug life it's f*ck fools lay your ass on the floor
Niggas come to talking in a minute now they bitching
I thought you said you mean it now you running like a pussy
Well give me my money send me my paper or we shooting
You think it's just by ripping i will rip your heart out
Picker please
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Don't be deceived by my smile, may be pretty but wicked
Best believe it's thug style to be petty but crooked
Awtlaw the maniac radical crack head
Cus I'm known to be a menace leaving opps half dead
Play the game wrong you get taken out the hood
In the street commit a foul then you get the red frame
Wanna see a brain splatter then try to rip a nigga
My turn i put dots make it R.I.P
Welcome to the street never take bread from a nigga
And always give the street cus it's full of grave diggers
Then you give an Awtlaw what he toiled his nights for
Or pay the prize fool what you think a nines for
This's illegal money in a loot you share the funds
It's called ego mbute money from scam, don't be a scum
When greed is a factor we bring out the mark 4
Call the rippers task force the time is past four
Picker please
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Not all surprises will come with an icing
When the crooks come for you, you know what the time is
Cus now the prize is money matter arising
We're like the isis, you know what your crime is
I told you before just stop the false tears
Take the sweat of a nigga he will come to spill your blood
It's street game
Niggas don't joke around with riches
Be a pussy nigga If you jonse we come with switches
Here comes pussy beaters, we gon leave your ass in stitches
Coming with my demons and my glock to burst you snitches
Awtlaw the most high
Puffing blunt he got no feelings
Banging motherf*ckers on my balls cus now it's itching
Forgiveness is the Lord's so f*ck it we show no mercy
But now It's Gods turn, will he send you to the furnace
To err they say is man but to forgive is not for thugs
Can't reap what you did not sow
You f*cking cunt I'll rip your soul
Rip 4 RIP
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
Rip 4 RIP
I bring it hardcore
Notorious outlaw
Above the law
I'm never stopping till i'm paid
I'm a sleeping thug niggas let me lie
Stop stepping on my shoes bitches did you plan to die
I told you before minding business is healthy living
Be ready for war I'm getting vicious time for drilling
Better know for sure it's do and die nigga When it comes to beefing with a sick ass nigga who's dead but still breathing
Call the popo when i knock your door
Get me my 44s cus I'm coming for more
Eyes raised in 4 folds time to count the score
Thug life it's f*ck fools lay your ass on the floor
Niggas come to talking in a minute now they bitching
I thought you said you mean it now you running like a pussy
Well give me my money send me my paper or we shooting
You think it's just by ripping i will rip your heart out
Picker please
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Don't be deceived by my smile, may be pretty but wicked
Best believe it's thug style to be petty but crooked
Awtlaw the maniac radical crack head
Cus I'm known to be a menace leaving opps half dead
Play the game wrong you get taken out the hood
In the street commit a foul then you get the red frame
Wanna see a brain splatter then try to rip a nigga
My turn i put dots make it R.I.P
Welcome to the street never take bread from a nigga
And always give the street cus it's full of grave diggers
Then you give an Awtlaw what he toiled his nights for
Or pay the prize fool what you think a nines for
This's illegal money in a loot you share the funds
It's called ego mbute money from scam, don't be a scum
When greed is a factor we bring out the mark 4
Call the rippers task force the time is past four
Picker please
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Not all surprises will come with an icing
When the crooks come for you, you know what the time is
Cus now the prize is money matter arising
We're like the isis, you know what your crime is
I told you before just stop the false tears
Take the sweat of a nigga he will come to spill your blood
It's street game
Niggas don't joke around with riches
Be a pussy nigga If you jonse we come with switches
Here comes pussy beaters, we gon leave your ass in stitches
Coming with my demons and my glock to burst you snitches
Awtlaw the most high
Puffing blunt he got no feelings
Banging motherf*ckers on my balls cus now it's itching
Forgiveness is the Lord's so f*ck it we show no mercy
But now It's Gods turn, will he send you to the furnace
To err they say is man but to forgive is not for thugs
Can't reap what you did not sow
You f*cking cunt I'll rip your soul
Rip 4 RIP
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Give me what is mine or we bursting at your crib
Writer: Daniel Paul
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid