Nana Rogues - f** Them n***az lyrics

[Hook: Young Spray] f** them n***as, they just rap well Never seen that letter E up on that black scale I've got the clip with the MAC shells So don't slip, or that's hell f** them n***as, they just rap good But they're really joke man, I call 'em Blackwood Sleep in the trap, I'm that hood If music don't work, then the trap should [Verse 1: Young Spray] Blade's got the bags and the boxes I've got the 38s, the 9s and the glockses You can find me, blud, I'm right where the blocks is Night rider, I'm out with the foxes Gorillas hit the mist, gorillas inna dis Thriller in the manila with a twist The greatest, I'm like Ali in the bits The people dem believe me when I spit Look, here's another hit, two rap giants Fam, give me a sample to give to my clients Scientist, I deal with science I'm only scared of them sirens Like Blade Brown, I chopped up and weighed brown Chopped up and weighed crack, that's why I went jail, fact Straight shower man ting We make them b**h n***as lean back [Hook: Young Spray] f** them n***as, they just rap well Never seen that letter E up on that black scale I've got the clip with the MAC shells So don't slip, or that's hell f** them n***as, they just rap good But they're really joke man, I call 'em Blackwood Sleep in the trap, I'm that hood If music don't work, then the trap should [Verse 2: Blade Brown] Linked my brudda Spray, that ain't no rap friend I'mma take these little n***as back when n***a couldn't walk up in the trap then Akh then a n***a probably clapped ten Talking 'bout the young G, the young G and they're so vicious Catch me in the kitchen, the kitchen, ain't doing dishes n***as talking numbers, their numbers all sound suspicious Catch me in the motor just chilling out with the Mrs Only real n***as in the season Beating on my cases, my n***a, yeah, that's a blessing I'mma keep it real, yeah, yeah, I'mma say a confession Never listened to your take, all you n***as are too depressing Balenciaga pushing on the range pedal That's why me and you ain't on the same level f** doubling, I make the 'caine treble I'm still the same rebel [Hook: Young Spray] f** them n***as, they just rap well Never seen that letter E up on that black scale I've got the clip with the MAC shells So don't slip, or that's hell f** them n***as, they just rap good But they're really joke man, I call 'em Blackwood Sleep in the trap, I'm that hood If music don't work, then the trap should