Yba Norecord (feat. Big tayzo & YBA 4)

Yea

NoRecord

YBA Four gang

Free Tayzo

Fo shit no hoe shit

Catch niggas slipping
Do em dirty knock his face off
Too many shots came out the drac ain't know which way to take off
Fucked up off this liquor
Uh uh
Ion take no pills
Caught my opp inside a store
Should've seen em boy we gave em chills
We ain't finna kill yo bitch ass in here boy it's cameras up in here
So be on chill
Aye
But ian gon lie Tayzo might will
Free Mr. do em dirty caught his second kill
Aye
Aye
Aye bitch I trap and I scam bitch i really a got skills
May take care of ya for hours
Why the fuck i sign a deal
Unless they talkin bout a mil
My whole team nigga got to eat
Ill Fuck around take everything nigga off yo plate
And have my lil bro put his pole up in yo face
The first nigga make wrong moves
We put yo face up in the plate
Boom
Aye
Like we just sang you happy birthday
Pull up on my opps and lit they ass in the worse way
Posted on the H block
Aye that's the H way
The last opp played
Uh
He caught the hearse way
The last nigga played hean die be on a shit bag
A nigga want smoke he better slide cuz we be with that
On that hot shit
Oh we on that hot shit

Hit a lick in my Amiri bag bitch I know i'm tripping
T go too far off the potion he be sleeping while he sipping
Michael Jordan Glock but my clip Scottie Pippen
Skinny ass nigga but my pockets Peter Griffin
Off a blue football just popped a Stewie Griffin
Why these niggas watch my moves why they worried how we living
Niggas pay for za but its lows what im giving
How he selling all that soft when its soft they be sniffing
Fuck a belt we putting switches to they ass
Hoe we ain't kidding
The opps could climb a mountain still don't care bout what they do
Sucka free and guaranteed to get my lick back on lil dude
Never sneak diss on them niggas they just mad they fit the shoe
Long live twenty-two feel like my lick back overdue
Beat a nigga out his shoe
Pussy nigga had to shoot

How u tryna go against man
Was pose be rockin wit me man
That nigga say he from my hood that dont mean he fuckin with me
PTSD an depression yea this shit be fuckin wit me
I smoke this gas it make me choke cuz I been sober for a minute
I been playing like im broke but banded up from all this chemistry
These niggas say they folks but they dont kno what the vision be
Got niggas CVL but we connected like a centipede
No record be the name im outer space where da planets be
I don't trust nun of these bitches I was doin time they was playing me
Fifty in this drum plus scottie pippin yea that eighty-three
And I don't do no faking wit this bitch it got the laser beam
So if that nigga run im already knowing that he taking these
An these bitches gon get it too if they try to set me up to take from me
These niggas getting poked like the straw came wit caprisuns
Dissin on the gang yea u know that niggas hes done
Yea i aint gotta say no mo lil nigga aye

Aye
Bro ain't gotta say no more
I catch a opp im tryna do it
Im tryna do the most
Niggas act gangsta in they rap but niggas hoes
These niggas dying for a post
Niggas dying for they hoes
But they ain't sliding for they bros
Boy im popping five but I drop six
I catch a opp in traffic spin his ass just like a diss
Im out my body now
Aye Tayzo locked inside a cell that hurt my heart dog
But it's cool D back home
So we finna walk some shit down dog
I heard some niggas want smoke but they ain't slid yet
And when he high like I get shit i hopped out broad day
Aye niggas cracking jokes
Aye bitch we cracking blicks
Seven-six-twos going through yo bones we out here cracking shit

Cuz Mr. do em dirty i'm Mr. clean em up
ARP getting sturdy
Dancing acting up
Bro just popped a perc thirty now he throwing up
Bitch mad she thirsty i won't never show her love
Nigga i'm a thug shake my hand don't do no hugs
Heavy off the drugs prolly why i always mug
Bitch act like a bug irritating what the fuck
She just blew my high pop another try my luck