HabibDaSavior - Taliban Threat Lyrics

I hop onna track I be dragging my nuts
Hop out wit da men den go jump inna truck
Dont go sliming the men or yo ass get plucked
Put yo ass onna tee n ian give a f*ck.

Its jus me n da men we put fear on they street
Why brodie keep dissin but kno where i be
The way that we do it we might jus repeat
Get the tappin his nugget then rap onna beat.

If we get onnat ass then yu ain getting far
Yu got do alot jus to get in this car
If that shit lookin sweet ill wait till they out den i go spin tmr
Ill hit at his men right in front of that mart.

We goin jump out the whip leave the driver n park
If yo ass ain dere we go fishing n spark
Why tf is yu tripping we goin get the drop.

Make sure all them faces they look to the left
We keep shitting on niggas then dissing the rest
We keep hopping on beats cuz we do it the best
This .762 shit a go thru a vest.

My souljia too active give a f*ck bout a threat
Im rlly right handed but upped wit my left
If that nigga keep dissing send shots at his chest
Ian dissing no more imma act on the rest.

Ill have lil teja she pushing dat scat
And i know a lil shordy creep up wit dat blatt
I hop out wit dat drac and you tell me the-

Imma hop out wit drac and yu tell me the rest
And that nigga keep dissing lay yo ass to rest
How yu tryn slime me but sliming be the best.
And please dont come around me wit a vest.

We 2 militant youngins who like to creep up
If yu like to creep up than yu gotta keep up
If yo life onna line is yu clicking or duck
If yu duck imma hit yo ass wat the f*ck.

We got fatass chops wen we sit on they rip
Tryn bin thru the block and we loaded wit sticks
Tryn bin on yo opp and got hit wit a switch
He keep talking bout chops but ain never on shit.

We goin slow the shit down for the men
Why brodie keep talking but ain tryn spin
He got cracked wit a mic on his chin
Till brodie come home send bred to that pen.

Till brodie come home send bred to that cell
He get caught in that jam and i know he goin tell
We goin package a opp send his ass thru the mail
They ain telling me shit i put hammers to nails.

Bet throw in that towel its the end of the fight
We could diss thru the day and we spin thru the night
Ion een like spinning put raps inna mic
F*ck allat spinning i jus like to fight.

F*ck allat spinning he jus like to kill
If he lay onnat side then we watching em spill
Crack the cap off his knock em back like a pill
I got lead in my pipes i got lead in my steel.

I got bags if yu wan come shop
Try bin over here dis a one stop shop
Once the shop closed yu get dropped
We move too official ain getting my drop.

We be binning the rest of the city
I got bags of the za tell brodie get wit me
He jus tryn clutch wit a mic or a semi
Said its red in my eyes got a demon its in me.