Xero - Drive By Shooting - Ft Dchesron & Others lyrics

[Jabbar] (Talking) And you challenge me to rap motherf**er? (Yo Yo I say this all the motherf**ing time) I dont know who the f** you think you are I got a whole army comin to bring you down baby (They all bullsh**, come on) I got Limn, I got Kapone, I got Xero and I got chesron and me We f** you motherf**ers up, don't step up to the play because you can't handle this motherf**ing heat (They can't handle) BRING IT (We gonna bring .. bring this motherf**er, I wanna hear some) [Xero] (Talking) Yo, Thugz Generation doing it again Smugglin Beat up in this motherf**er.. yow take it punks [DChesron] gotta get on it makin this track they never come back when it comes to rap, let it be a fact man I'll be a cat bitin on this track tryn the be a f*gg lookin at fools and makin them fooled by breakin and fakin and takin the rules by the fooles get them booied laughin at the mothaf**az wanna be cool gotta do this song,ow sh** what the f** u want to do k**in and takin the way and get a bad day nobody will say and pray get away, and fet off of what yall say cmon lay down dont f** around rockin the beat and make a mc a wanna be livin like a ridah gonna be, a G see me and flee b**h u dont wanna be me,u felany, gotta flee from the problems u will see man for real what the f** shakin the song gotta k** u and ur brothaz in a drive-by mothaf**ing punk (Chorus) [Xero] (DChesron) We say the truth only the truth if it hurts then tell me what to do a drive by oh man thats fake please tell me there is other way We didnt start we only finish and there is no way we can diminish our words and our lines cause thats the way it goes with our rhymes We say the truth only the truth if it hurts then tell me what to do a drive by oh man thats fake please tell me there is other way (DChesron meanwhile Xero sings) nobody will hear the punks they only show off they will fall off [Xero] lost souls your sh** is gettin old im rollin in dollars yo rollin with dough, improvin my flow you hoes never sayin no but i know you get way too high tryin to f** with my crew the maker of the ridedie die Motherf**er whats that drive by all you make me is laugh at your stupid comments you sayin to us we got way too much guts answer your sh** u aint comin back we packed our gats k** ya wit a mak got all this rap, not your crap hack, slash your words with my attack makin a rhyme, makin a line i fight you punks back in time and still doin it now, its all about respect motherf**ers get on ur knees and start to beg yeah thats what u heard [Kapone] gotta get up get my thoughtz free Here i go Fake muthafukkaz now tryin to flee Cuz we be A whole muthafukkin army Heard this story kid almost shot in a drive-by I guess he was high couldn'T tell the diferents for some water and then he lie lie lie Waterpistols aimed at his head lil b**h ducked on the ground cuz he thought he was dead many tears he shead (What u talkin bout b**h?) Punk muthafukka Tell me do eat a f**in dick? f**in lost soul Klick klick klick Boom U got back on the ground? Where i found u like a b**h After hearin that sound? I laugh at lil kiddys like u actin all coo Only able to fool The same muthafukkin toys like u! b**h [Limn] Time 4 the Funeral, and gather the paul bearers 2Gether Im laughin cuz U dead, walk around talkin like U better Talkin bout somebody rode by on scooters and popped shots Who the f** does a drive-by on scooters U dumb f**? U better watch ur mouth, talkin bout Im bitin Pac's style How the f** do I do that, cuz in the studio I get wild? Maybe I bite him cuz Im always sippin Hennessy Or maybe I bite him because I RIDE ON MY ENEMIES!!! U better watch ur back 4 another drive-by But this one aint gunna miss Ill hit U right between ur f**in eyes Ima k** both u f*ggits with one bullet you was bu*t-rapin eachother, and I came too quick for you to pull it Out, layin dead w/ a dick in ur mouth Ur girl loves my dick, she's never spittin it out Constantly callin 4 co*k, sayin my s** is so hot U f*ggots breathed ur last breathe, time 2 make ur Body Rott, Body Rott... [Jabbar] i rip ya spine choke u with a grape vine load the glock get it co*ked, and blast ten times hear ur scream, and i dream of bullets in ya spleen, exit through ur back makin sure u never leave ur teens when I spit rhymes its just like a crime see I rob ya blind leavin ya with just a dime and this is a sign time for me to take over imma call ya next time im f**in ya b**h in ya rover its ova you shoulda stopped rappin last October imma buzz k**a leavin u b**hes dead and sober/ and please tell me u gotta back up plan u dissin jabbar will just piss off my fans i didn't wanna spit heat on this track its just cuz this beat's hot, time for the next cat to attack