Bones - RareCasette lyrics

[Intro] What? What? What? Sesh, Bones, Dxrty, Rxdd "What's up, homie?" "Hey, let go twist this n***a's cap back, man" "Yo let's do it!" (Skrrt) [Verse 1: Dxrty Rxdd] These p**y a** n***as always playin' Dxrty Rxdd Like that n***a is a rookie, f** you mean? I made the all-star team Call me Larry Bird, shootin' n***as bout they green Boston Celtic-lookin' n***a blowin' hella f**in' trees Got them n***as' girlfriends all on the f**in' knees When I hop out the f**in' goddamn black Jeep I'm a Raider on the creep, never sleep I peep the sh** around me Before them n***as doubt me and now them b**hes like me That sh** ain't right, I don't like, I will fight If you take my family name, lose your life And that's the game 'til I stop [Verse 2: Bones] Steppin' on the scene and know I'm grippin' on that f**in' Mac Shootin' at your f**in' bu*t, I'm creepin' up through the f**in' back Posted on the f**in' tack, I'll pack the straps up in my Mac co*k it back and let it fly, victim of a homicide Slidin' in the f**in' ride, take you to the other side Stuff your body in the trunk, hit the f**in' countryside Drop your body in a ditch, then I'm finna hit the switch Keep that .45 for any motherf**ers tryin' to snitch Ridin' with the f**in' clip, murder on my f**in' mind Bullet packed into my gat in case they try to blow my high Hop out, let it fly right into the f**in' sky Step up on your f**in' block My Glock, they know the f**in' hot