Vendetta (Official Audio)
Fuck is these niggas talking about
Oh word
Im off this henny im ready
Yo where you going bro
Lift ya head up boi
Yeah
Yeah
Bow
Niggas talk loud cant hear em
Pull up to the street don't fear em
It ain't sweet you'll get sweep
Spin the corner
While shots gon tear em
Now every demon wanna ride
Chin up big woo gon shine
Cause how they gon take our nigga
Somebody gon pay for our nigga
On his grave my nigga
Niggas talk loud cant hear em
Pull up to the street don't fear em
It ain't sweet you'll get sweep
Spin the corner
While shots gon tear em
Now every demon wanna ride
Chin up big woo gon shine
Cause how they gon take our nigga
Somebody gon pay for our nigga
On his grave my nigga
Mask on black hoody
Im a reaper
Can't sleep im my brothers keeper
One call them boys gon meet ya
Locate we will come see ya
Run up word to the set
Get done up
One to the head
He's dead
Hit his legs and stomach
Choppa gon woo till sun up
Fuck with the guys
No trials homicide in the summer
Where he's going
I see a opp i rain on him
Outside the store i'll wait for him
In a chevy rolled heavy
Put stains on him
Look in my eyes the pain flowing
Demon in me and it stays roaring
Pour this henny for the big homie
You know imma ride with the thang on me
I'll let it sing
Niggas talk loud cant hear em
Pull up to the street don't fear em
It ain't sweet you'll get sweep
Spin the corner
Hot shots gon tear em
Now every demon wanna ride
Chin up big woo gon shine
Cause how they gon take our nigga
Somebody gon pay for our nigga
On his grave my nigga
Oh word
Im off this henny im ready
Yo where you going bro
Lift ya head up boi
Yeah
Yeah
Bow
Niggas talk loud cant hear em
Pull up to the street don't fear em
It ain't sweet you'll get sweep
Spin the corner
While shots gon tear em
Now every demon wanna ride
Chin up big woo gon shine
Cause how they gon take our nigga
Somebody gon pay for our nigga
On his grave my nigga
Niggas talk loud cant hear em
Pull up to the street don't fear em
It ain't sweet you'll get sweep
Spin the corner
While shots gon tear em
Now every demon wanna ride
Chin up big woo gon shine
Cause how they gon take our nigga
Somebody gon pay for our nigga
On his grave my nigga
Mask on black hoody
Im a reaper
Can't sleep im my brothers keeper
One call them boys gon meet ya
Locate we will come see ya
Run up word to the set
Get done up
One to the head
He's dead
Hit his legs and stomach
Choppa gon woo till sun up
Fuck with the guys
No trials homicide in the summer
Where he's going
I see a opp i rain on him
Outside the store i'll wait for him
In a chevy rolled heavy
Put stains on him
Look in my eyes the pain flowing
Demon in me and it stays roaring
Pour this henny for the big homie
You know imma ride with the thang on me
I'll let it sing
Niggas talk loud cant hear em
Pull up to the street don't fear em
It ain't sweet you'll get sweep
Spin the corner
Hot shots gon tear em
Now every demon wanna ride
Chin up big woo gon shine
Cause how they gon take our nigga
Somebody gon pay for our nigga
On his grave my nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Fortune
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