Gang Violence lyrics

by

Lil B


[Verse 1: Based Homie]
Homie spit the venom like cobra
Physicist, call me Deepak Chopra
Linguist with a knack for the language of the boaster
He rhyme with the speed of a f*cking roller coaster
I spit more fire than the church quire
Talkin' sh*t? You finna expire
Stack money higher than Shanghai Tower
Oh snap, I've Got The power
f*ck b*tches, no better than rap snitches
Only good for washing dishes
While I bust on some hitches
Cuz ima g yah n*gga i said g
I can't be stopped cuz I'm Based Homie
Ya know what? f*ck it! I ain't need a mixtape
Ya'll already know ya boy spit fire
Talkin' 'bout I fell off
f*ck is all that about? HaUh?
Ima jus go hard like I always do
Uh, n*gga i'm trippin' off acid
Call me juggernaught
Get outta my head Charles
I ain't bout yo snarles
f*ck that n*gga Fantano
Talkin' bout i ain't got talent i'll show that n*gga
Man fuvk that n*gga runnin round gettin' lil ass beat with mason jars streight punkin'
Talkin bout ya boy lil b im gay 0 out of 10
Yo b go hard on him homie
[Verse 2: Lil B]
Yeah, like I said it's your boy Lil B
God's Father Mixtape
You already know how I do
Man I kill sh*t
R.I.P. the rap game up
Motherf*cking everything
Man we got riches and everything
I don't give a f*ck
f*ck 'em!
b*tch I own swag
I'mma star like I'm in SAG
I'm so fab like I'm in Sac
I tote that Tec and I hold that Mac
Got a few scratches up on that gun
I straight spit like I ain't got no tongue
b*tch came asking me questions
"Where's my car?"
b*tch which one?!
No Lil B then it ain't no fun
Everything cool 'til I bought that blunt
If you talking weed b*tch I got that gun
Pour me a cup, b*tch let's get drunk
I'm Karl Malone, I just dunk
I'm so high...
Oh but this weed got me high b*tch
It's straight from the hood, sh*t
Evil Based God
Drop my top
And I don't get robbed
Never say never
But I never been robbed
Try to jack me go get a day job
Like Mac Dre that's not my job
But that's my b*tch, ooh sh*t
She told me things I wouldn't even say
Went on a date and I f*cked her face
'You know I'm more famous than you, than you
And I can do everything that you can't do, or try to'
[outro]
Yeah that sh*t right there
Ya'll n*ggas gettin' killed
Ain't no thang
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