Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Violent, artist - Ca$h Out. Album song Kitchens & Choppas, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bases Loaded
Song language: English
Violent |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they wyling |
Sticking they chopper out the window |
Everybody grab extendos |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
All of my niggas they violent |
Come to your house, like some intruders |
Keep the strap on me, all up in hooters |
I ain’t even tripping, I know the game come with snakes |
Try to cross me, you crossing a nigga who got cake |
Bloody summer, up the murder rate |
Got to test the shooters, better not hesitate |
Let a nigga play with me, his pussy ass dead yesterday |
Mike & Ikes on that stick, Put Mike & Ikes on your bitch |
What goes around comes around, I heard that karma is a bitch |
Pull up on a nigga, you talking bout taking what? |
What’s the situation? |
Bullets penetrating |
Feels good to go to war when your cake up |
Bullets kissing niggas, go ahead and make up |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they wyling |
Sticking they chopper out the window |
Everybody grab extendos |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they violent |
Dudes with Rugers trained to murk the foolish |
Paratrooping, got the drop on em |
, we got Glocks for em |
Wyling out, busting twin cannons |
AR singing like Mariah, leave em there |
High and buying bags and, tryna fry this lil chicken nigga |
Melon splitting, all those killers thinking |
So precise, talking dame dizzle |
But it’s raining rounds so they can’t miss em |
Every victim used to be an issue |
7 thousand just to spend on pistols |
And them will rearrange your gristle |
Seven six to a scud missile |
Scrub nigga, call me mister clean |
All you see is beams, red on em, got the green light |
Youngins with me ain’t been living right |
You’ll take a chance and they’ll take your life |
AK on em with the lighter knife |
MAC 11 with the night sights |
Type bring guns to a knife fight |
Still stab a nigga cause it’s on sight |
If I owe you I’mma get right, yeah! |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they wyling |
Sticking they chopper out the window |
Everybody grab extendos |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my shots they silent |
One thing bout my gang |
They all gon bust, even who driving |
Can’t flex, I love to shoot the MAC 10s |
Make a blood bath, 6 feet in the deep end |
Put the barrel to his chin if he six ten |
Only pull out the vector on the weekends |
I forgot I keep a pump like the trapper |
Yeah I shop at Jefferies, but I am no butler |
I stay doing deep shit like I am Jay Cutler |
Remix the like DJ Flip Mustard |
Shoot at his lungs till they turn to linguini |
Italian boss shit, all I eat is fettuccini |
You better know Flippa squeeze till it’s empty |
Hit em with the semi, and skrt off in the |
One thing about it, you know I shoot fast |
Small and big chopper I call em |
I’m a true drinker, it’s lean in my flask |
Lots of green in my face like I’m the mask |
Give my lil nigga a task, he gone pass |
We might load em up, Flippa we shoot real fast |
ripped out and I keep ten mags |
I seen your bitch lately and she look like trash |
All of my niggas they violent |
All of my niggas they wyling |
Sticking they chopper out the window |
Everybody grab extendos |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
Jump out the car, and all you hear is |
All of my niggas they violent |