Violent lyrics

by

Marvin Gaye


[Intro]
*loads gun*
There he go, right there
Psh, I got this
What's up, Obie?
*gunshots start*
Oh sh*t
Uh, uh, uh n*gga
Yeah, n*gga
*car pulls away*
sh*t
*gets in a car*
Get these n*ggas
*starts the car*
(Obie Trice)

[Hook]
You can catch me in the hood, up to no good
With that Mac like right beside me (Yeah)
I ain't by no n*ggas, eyeing my figures
Deprive me of my life, try me (Try me)
I'mma rip up tissue, homie I won't miss you
This'll be the day that ya dyin'
n*gga I'm violent
Ya hearing the sirens
Once that ass silence for f*cking with me (Yeah)
n*gga I'm violent
'Cause I'm so tired of these wannabe riders trying to touch Obie
'Cause n*gga I'm violent
[Verse 1]
Hat match the jacket, jack match the glove
Glove match the Mac that send n*ggas above
All black when his faggot ass acts up
When the boys interrupted, haters can't wait to duck
Cause when I buck I leave a peep hole in his face
They peep O. in the place then they get a bad taste
In they mouth, running his lip, I pull that ouch off my hip
Commence to spit, I'm too grown for this
But they tend to take you back to when you're known for riff raff
That'll be his ass, f*cking with this cat

[Hook]
You can catch me in the hood, up to no good
With that Mac like right beside me (Yeah)
I ain't by no n*ggas, eyeing my figures
Deprive me of my life, try me (Try me)
I'mma rip up tissue, homie I won't miss you
This'll be the day that ya dyin'
n*gga I'm violent
Ya hearing the sirens
Once that ass silence for f*cking with me (Yeah)
n*gga I'm violent
'Cause I'm so tired of these wannabe riders trying to touch Obie
'Cause n*gga I'm violent
[Verse 2]
They say O. calm ya nerve, but some n*ggas need to be served
'Cause its purpose is unheard of
Blacks done seen too much murder to flirt with death
Guess he feels it ain't nothin' left
That's when the weapon is taking it's last breath
If he think for a second he takin' me outta my flesh
Violent when it comes to putting Obie to rest
Natural cause is the only way they say he left
Not from no hater, I got too many guns
So, when it come to that sh*t, I'm off one, n*gga

[Hook]
You can catch me in the hood, up to no good
With that Mac like right beside me (Yeah)
I ain't by no n*ggas, eyeing my figures
Deprive me of my life, try me (Try me)
I'mma rip up tissue, homie I won't miss you
This'll be the day that ya dyin'
n*gga I'm violent
Ya hearing the sirens
Once that ass silence for f*cking with me (Yeah)
n*gga I'm violent
'Cause I'm so tired of these wannabe riders trying to touch Obie
'Cause n*gga I'm violent
[Verse 3]
Incapacitating O., no, I'm so
Observational, I recognize you hoes
Nocturnal motherf*ckers knocking ya mans
'Cause I'm sitting on paper bigger then Shaq hands (Yeah)
Plus every chance I get, Obie advance
From spitting to getting riches, I'm so enhanced
On b*tch ass n*ggas trying to slow my plans
Realest sh*t a n*gga ever spoke to fans
Listen, I'm taking kites in the pen
A n*gga ever offend again, and that's on my kid

[Hook]
You can catch me in the hood, up to no good
With that Mac like right beside me (Yeah)
I ain't by no n*ggas, eyeing my figures
Deprive me of my life, try me (Try me)
I'mma rip up tissue, homie I won't miss you
This'll be the day that ya dyin'
n*gga I'm violent
Ya hearing the sirens
Once that ass silence for f*cking with me (Yeah)
n*gga I'm violent
'Cause I'm so tired of these wannabe riders trying to touch Obie
'Cause n*gga I'm violent
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