Reincarnated lyrics

by

Jdot Breezy


[Verse]
Look
n*gga diss me and got sh*t in his sh*t
He say he smokin' Ralo
Man, Foolio a b*tch
I'll pull up on the six cause my Glock got a di*k
But I'll jump out with the drac
And run him down and take a p*ss
How you rap 'bout gangster sh*t but you ain't ever did a hit?
Why you talk 'bout killin' people, you ain't ever shot no stick
And I wouldn't claim that sh*t if I was from the six
That n*gga Zay spit in your face and he punched you in your sh*t
Ain't no n*gga from the play
But I ain't no b*tch 'cause I'm not one
All them n*ggas talkin' 'bout a stick but ain't got one
How you call this man a steppa but this n*gga never shot 'nun?
[?] down, fled the scene, heard the cops comin'
b*tch, but it's Bibby in my blunt
I might try to mix Dank
'Nietri turned into some runtz
Hop out on a n*gga block and I made his ass run
How you smokin' on my dawg and your body count ain't one?
Ralo died with a F.N.?
Well, Bibby died with his gun
'Nietri ass in the grave
Why they speakin' on Lil' Jon
Teki ass got slayed, he ain't have a chance to run
And I won't speak on thirty-five
P4K his ass done
Bronem made sum' shake with the drac and had fun with it
Went to church last week
pus*y b*tch, I had my gun with me
I don't wanna hit that ho, that pus*y bad man I'm done with it
Four-five got a di*k and that drac got a tongue in it
Bro just hit a n*gga ass with the f*ckin' K
I can't speak on [?] just know it ate his f*ckin' face
You be kissin' on that ho
She ate the gang, how it taste?
Find out they outside and swing the flame like it's mace
Heart-stoppa', big choppa
b*tch my Glock like the [?]
I shot a trap down, make a n*gga never see [?]
I ain't really sellin' sh*t man
You know that sh*t re-rock
[?] a n*gga get them bands then go cop a plain g-shock
J-D-O-T
Dra-co is on me
I'll blow a n*gga down
Shoot a n*gga in his teeth
Run that n*gga ass down just for speakin' on me (b*tch)
R-A-L-O
Rest up, Ra-lo
Choppa make a n*gga lock like he in a figure four
Put that iron to his mind and just let that b*tch blow (b*tch)
[Outro]
n*gga know how we f*ckin' rockin' n*gga
Like cut out [?]
Ain't no kush in my pocket
Just big bankrolls and dirty dracos
Shooters on point they gon' move when I say so
Lil' Jock in the cut, he gon' f*ck around and give you a halo
Haha
b*tch I'm back
n*gga know how we f*ckin' rockin'
f*ck the opps, sixK sh*t n*gga
Gang sh*t n*gga
State-champ sh*t n*gga
n*gga know how I'm f*ckin' rockin' n*gga
Playin' football n*gga
Won state-champ n*gga
Don't get your stupid ass ran down stupid ass boy
Come here
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