Kane & Abel - It's a Riot lyrics

Somebody let me outta here they're goin to f**in k** each other n***a this Kane and Abel And you're listenin' to the motherf**in no limit soldiers compilation All the cowards better get the f** to the back Because bout to go down in this b**h Chorus x2 It's a motherf**in' riot (riot) All you b**h a** n***as be quiet (riot) It's a motherf**in' riot (riot) All you b**h a** b**hes be quiet (riot) [ Kane ] Tequila on my breath Who next to step in depth Check if you got heart I'll bill out your chest Stop a lyrical light speed Blunts rolled tight like weed Medieval teens in my jeans Eat'em bust like private beans Triple beamer cumulated Hey, they can't fade it Sick, pull out my dick And show them hoes I'm x-rated I stay ready b**hes doin' pushups in the jail house Gettin' ready, cuz n***as know birds fly south Well protected by them k**ers Wit the goal in they mouth Friends my trigger finger itch And boom, tear that a** out Live from the battlefield Blue still never k** k** sh** gettin' real better God you grill Chorus x2 [ Abel ] I got the ice cold grill Chillin' wit two k**ers One shot one k**ed Gangster five gorillas In the club me mug Smoke some bud If you f**in' wit thugs Play catch wit slugs n***a cut that sh**, uh Throw that sh** If you roll less sh** Then we can blow that sh** In the back of the whip Just like your rest That your b**h in a**it Gettin' a dick taste test I'm mister Abel, that n***a Mister Kane (Stay cool to the game) Son shine the rain (At the million dollar game) Mister Master P (My daddy's place I can hold) Chasin' after me Can we please get into some gangster sh** (Take it back to 96) Flippin' bricks for chips, b**h Chorus x4