Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Retaliation Is A Must, artist - Bun B. Album song Trill (Amended), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.08.2013
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Retaliation Is A Must |
| Say, nigga you can’t run, nigga you can’t hide |
| Know that we got guns, know that we gon' ride |
| Blow out your insides, and leave ya to rot |
| Cause when we give it to ya bitch we give you all that we got |
| Now all it take is one shot to put yo' ass in a ditch |
| But you gon' get the other forty-nine for bein a bitch |
| Go to war with the big man when it makes no sense to |
| Repercussions get extreme when we ride against you |
| Ain’t no movin ya baby mama or your kids |
| Everybody finna get it for the shit that you did |
| So when I get to ya crib, better come out swingin |
| Cause the devil ain’t even ready for this hell I’m bringin |
| We don’t want no dope, we don’t want no cash |
| We don’t want no excuses, we just want yo' ass |
| So when that front do' crash, and you see them soldiers |
| When that gun go flash, don’t say that Bun ain’t told ya, nigga |
| If I pull it I’mma pop and be the first one to bust |
| We ain’t playin wit’chu hoes (retaliation is a must) |
| First nigga make a move, first nigga hit the dust |
| We ain’t playin wit’chu hoes (retaliation is a must) |
| Yeah, now I stand on my two feet, one clip, two heats |
| 20-shot hollow heads, bitch give me the loose leaf |
| Fuck beef, I got a K for niggas |
| In spots the laws won’t find ya for days, my nigga |
| Southside, young playa full of plots and scams |
| Show ya how to get ya ovals up and lock the grams |
| Boys know me in the hood, but not from rappin |
| Back street trappin, front line, ya boy is a captain |
| First nigga to shoot, I ain’t tryin to talk |
| Bring the heat to the hospital and finish you off |
| No life is a tunnel, while I’m rollin with my gun up |
| Don’t get ya bitch gun butt, nigga what’chu want what |
| It ain’t shit to get yo' family touched |
| Catch a T on the bus and pop a ass like a clutch, nigga |
| I’m in the game cause I love the rush |
| Love the bucks, this fans money never enough, nigga |
| Uh, hol' up, uhh |
| Forty-five in the Rover, the K is on my shoulder |
| Pop yo' bitch-ass, then I go and smoke it over |
| Niggas gettin older, but thugs is comin younger |
| So just in case you wonder I keep a F in the thunder |
| Nigga you’s a blunder, got rocked by the thunder |
| Cryin to that Bun, but he the reason that we done ya |
| Gave us the word, said we keep the birds |
| Beefin is for nerds, I put ya brains on the curb |
| Fucka! |
| Pull ya piece nigga, and watch you rest in it |
| Come to this clip game, bitch I’m the best in it |
| Your white flag ya wavin, now it’s on, bitch please |
| All your loved ones houses lookin like swiss cheese |
| Tried to let ya ass make it, but ya ass act a fool |
| Now the H.K., the A.K., and the A-R is the tools |
| All ya homeboys gone and them hoes want less |
| So tell ya mom and ya sister break out the black dress |