Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Is Y'all?, artist - X-Raided. Date of issue: 21.09.2009
Song language: English
Who Is Y'all? |
| Goin' down ugh |
| Niggas be woofin' that shit |
| Nigga who the fuck is you nigga? |
| Show me y’all credentials before you speak on X-Raided |
| They say when the dogs away the cats’ll play |
| Now X-Raided's back up in this bitch leavin' niggas DOA |
| Spittin' fire |
| Why you done woke up the dragon? |
| Thought the loc was through so niggas startin' braggin' |
| About who can fuck with X now really |
| Who put Sac on the map was it you don’t be silly |
| Will he make the beats up? |
| Nigga what? |
| And 24th Street rip |
| But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit |
| And thug niggas on the south side |
| Slam X-Raided loc when they out ridin' |
| I’m the king of this Sac-Town scene and you peasant |
| I ran shit in the past, will in the future and the present |
| Yo Meek attempt to diss me was futile boy |
| I knew you back when you was broke wearin' Bugle Boys |
| Now you got tattoos ooh! |
| You big killa |
| I won’t hesitate to slap you, you still a bitch nigga |
| Which nigga wanna war with the hardcore |
| Load up you .44 playa what cha waitin' for |
| Lay a motha fucka face down |
| With bullet holes in his clothes |
| Decapitated and naked from the waist down |
| Who is y’all new booty ass niggas tryin' diss this nigga |
| I dismiss niggas |
| Endless blue sportin trigga tottin menace |
| Niggas that’ll disfigure niggas on my shit list (2X) |
| Nig-niggas on my shit list |
| Niggas on my shit list |
| Nig-niggas on my shit list |
| Niggas on my shit list |
| I know y’all busta remember me |
| Pumpin' slugs in your dome lobotomizin' your memory |
| It’s him or me when the wars on |
| My new tapes out now the south areas' a war zone |
| I send letters from the pen to my true locs |
| It’s time to ride my nigga go out and shoot folks |
| Incarceration ain’t workin' |
| My body’s locked but my souls on the streets lurkin' |
| Perkin' niggas like Folgers, motivatin' soldiers |
| To make you set look like yo set got wrecked with bulldozers |
| How many marks can I take in one day? |
| I’mma need a little help don’t trip it’s on the way, hey! |
| Display your corpse like a mannequin in the window |
| Why damagin' |
| You got no wind and it’s plain and simple |
| Maim and cripple |
| Get savage when I aim my pistol |
| Flame a missile through your temple till your brain gristles |
| Dead issues |
| Who is y’all, who is y’all |
| Yeah |
| I’m through with y’all, through with y’all |
| What |
| Who is y’all, who is y’all |
| Yeah |
| I’m through with y’all, through with y’all (2X) |
| Nigga you can’t fuck with X-Raided and you hated |
| I heard that little bitch ass shit that you stated, nigga |
| You can’t fuck with X-Raided and you hated |
| I’m the motha fuckin' bomb bout to detonate it |
| I consume fake rappin' mark niggas like Brut |
| Chew 'em up spit 'em out piss on 'em when I’m through |
| You used to be a crip now you claim damu |
| You dog niggas didn’t know but nigga I do |
| I knew you’s a hook like a U-turn |
| Put your ass in a urn cremated nigga burned |
| Howard Stern couldn’t clown a nigga worse than Raided |
| Let loose a few verses had you cursed and faded |
| Like Madusa on the loop I’m turnin' true to the stone |
| Spittin' brimstone burnin' motha fuckas to bone |
| If it’s on I’mma show you how to end this shit |
| Chrome .50 caliber «Des Eags» with extended clips bitch |