U.N.L.V. - Manny Fresh Mix lyrics

Verse 1: It aint ove yall i got some sh** on my chest these n***as bittin beats given me reasons to flex, you know they know when we catchem we gon bag em' tie them clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon dragem' threw the f**kin river sh** is realer than it ever been, them s**as playin knowin how the U spin the benz, and when i'm mad aint no tellin what i'ma do, run in ya crib k** ya kids and ya momma too, then find you and make you pay for what you done mah dogg, dirty dirty gettin dirty ready to take ya wig off, i smoked a marbol to try to keep myself stable loadin guns at the round table, now i'm able, capable to take another one out, loose lips sank ships shoulnd't been runnin ya mouth, now ima ride out after i k** and destroy this is revenge for my lil n***a Bad Ass Yellow Boy Chorus:(chorus 2x) You can copy all you want you can ever try to sing it but none of yal n***as can bring it like we bring it this aint no remake or sella we the real machoy this is revenge for my lil n***a Bad Ass Yellow Boy Verse 2: Big tight wit mah group and i'm makin them guns ring masked up dressed in black and i'm throwin them things, kept it blowin on tha top 4 for about 4 years but now you n***as gots to pay dealers no more tears, yeah tha rumor done got out UNLV comein agian, motha f**ka that means nobody's ????? take a blow to the group we troups we neva die, i told yall mother f**kers time after time, we uptown n***as livin violent violent nowi'm ride for tha skae of just ridin, the hood mackin flexs hit tha block and i'll be hidin revenge to what yall did to one of mah friends, i got my money right nah we can go to war spend the benz all that yappin but i'lll get loaded agian don't make me shoot a bad in go to cave ya b**hes chest in how i'm a ride out afta i k** and destroy this is revenge for my lil n***a Bad Ass Yellow Boy, called shots like i did blood gocked... (chorus 2x) Verse 3: We gonna dragem once agian spinin wth full tint leave a note around his neck that reads yella revenge i cought him slippin ar the liquor store co*ked a 4 kick tha door he screemed like a hoe yall don't shoot me nomore, FA SHO, ya better be lookin for some bullet proof headgear f**k tha dumb sh** i'm takin dome shots this year knock ya down like they did st. thomas leave b**hes in shock and n***as hit tha wall I hide behind the milk box my disquise is smooth fitted like a buisness man rockin timberland boots smokin that crew to those whose put that evil on mah mind while i wait to buck this n***a with this 9 so stop cryin which one of you motha f**kas got the nuts to run up on us its like a bonuswhen i get to use tha mack 90 get real grindy scadadle to the west so you can't find me i can motha f**ka doin 90 I got these n***as hostage bite and gotta stop b**h eerthing we make you b**h's jock and try to copy it ride on out i don't want no motha f**kin dap now who k**ed mah boy yella aka fella hard head rapper crushin ya bone i be eager to k** a n***a dumb his body in the river on tha reala boy i'm a familiar garilla yall know i'm still standin thuggin huffin and puffin you n***as thuggin tha hood mack flex and hit tha block and start tha bustin ( 3 gun shots) chorus 2x