Young L - Rumble lyrics

[Verse 1] f** talking get to swinging, I leave your sh** stinging You on the floor seeing stars and now your ears is ringing You should've watched your mouth you don't know what I'm about I'm all K.O.s f** unanimous bouts Floating like a bu*terfly stinging like a bee My footwork leaning look something like Ali And on top of that your boys stronger then Hercules making every n***a that want it fold at the knees But better yet my hits hit harder than Holyfield Have your a** sleeping like you f**ing drank nyquil By the time we get through And theres no round two First round I had to size em up let his a** know wa**up Let him know I'm not a punk Let him know I keep it crunk Your hits dont phase me n***a I can take a punch Keep it gutta, cause I know you can't take one Weak n***as fall and the real n***as stay up [Hook x2] Yeah, that's the sound when the pack is around And you knocked out face down in the ground (Yeah) [Verse 2] Uno dos tres cuatro How many rounds you think this Floyd n***a go up I don't think so cause my rap is like fluid And my fist hits harder than ray Lewis n***as like you get dropped in the first round A jab and two hooks and have you sit down The first hit counts the most and I don't miss [?]one Who's next on the list n***as run up Get done up f**'s a pistol play, put your guns up Keith, B, L and me we the n***as they call for street sleep Don't try to run we'll trip you n***a We'll get you hit you and dip you n***a You, you's a poodle n***a and me, I'm a brutal n***a [Hook x2] Yeah, that's the sound when the pack is around And you knocked out face down in the ground (Yeah) [Verse 3] I'm a show starter, I break up night Young Keith is my accomplice, and I made a promise I ain't gonna stop doing punches Hit you in the dome one time, break a n***a's leg Wolf pack in this b**h You asking for sh** I don't play wit n***as, I'm swift and cool but don't get it side swiped B-town young hitta cold spitta In the midst of heat I won't feel you Been a mystery how I been flawless with these victories When you hear another hit don't mention me You n***as is fake like extended weaves So n***a if you want it, you better holla back I gotta long dick b**h swallow that And if you don't do big fights, don't do the match And I'm pa**ed like b**h you ain't gotta match, ho [Hook x2] Yeah, that's the sound when the pack is around And you knocked out face down in the ground (Yeah)