Yeah X-Raided yeah Yeah X-Raided yeah Yeah X-Raided yeah Goin' down ugh Niggas be woofin' that shit Nigga who the fuck is you nigga? Show me y'all credentials before you speak on X-Raided
They say when the dogs away the cats'll play Now X-Raided's back up in this bitch leavin' niggas DOA Spittin' fire Why you done woke up the dragon? Thought the loc was through so niggas startin' braggin' About who can fuck with X now really Who put Sac on the map was it you don't be silly Will he make the beats up? Nigga what? And 24th Street rip But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit And thug niggas on the south side Slam X-Raided loc when they out ridin' I'm the king of this Sac-Town scene and you peasant I ran shit in the past, will in the future and the present Yo Meek attempt to diss me was futile boy I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys Now you got tattoos ooh! You big killa I won't hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch nigga Which nigga wanna war with the hardcore Load up you .44 playa what cha waitin' for Lay a motha fucka face down With bullet holes in his clothes Decapitated and naked from the waist down
Chorus: Who is y'all new booty ass niggas tryin' diss this nigga I dismiss niggas Endless blue sportin trigga tottin menace Niggas that'll disfigure niggas on my shit list (2X)
Nig-niggas on my shit list Niggas on my shit list Nig-niggas on my shit list Niggas on my shit list
I know y'all busta remember me Pumpin' slugs in your dome lobotomizin' your memory It's him or me when the wars on My new tapes out now the south areas' a war zone I send letters from the pen to my true locs It's time to ride my nigga go out and shoot folks Incarceration ain't workin' My body's locked but my souls on the streets lurkin' Perkin' niggas like Folgers, motivatin' soldiers To make you set look like yo set got wrecked with bulldozers How many marks can I take in one day? I'mma need a little help don't trip it's on the way, hey! Display your corpse like a mannequin in the window Why damagin' You got no wind and it's plain and simple Maim and cripple Get savage when I aim my pistol Flame a missile through your temple till your brain gristles Dead issues
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Who is y'all, who is y'all Yeah I'm through with y'all, through with y'all What Who is y'all, who is y'all Yeah I'm through with y'all, through with y'all (2X)
Nigga you can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated I heard that little bitch ass shit that you stated, nigga You can't fuck with X-Raided and you hated I'm the motha fuckin' bomb bout to detonate it I consume fake rappin' mark niggas like Brut Chew 'em up spit 'em out piss on 'em when I'm through You used to be a crip now you claim damu You dog niggas didn't know but nigga I do I knew you's a hook like a U-turn Put your ass in a urn cremated nigga burned Howard Stern couldn't clown a nigga worse than Raided Let loose a few verses had you cursed and faded Like Madusa on the loop I'm turnin' true to the stone Spittin' brimstone burnin' motha fuckas to bone If it's on I'mma show you how to end this shit Chrome .50 caliber "Des Eags" with extended clips bitch
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