preme 41 - fear no one lyrics
[intro]
glah glah, boom
everything dead, everything dead
like hollon’, like glah
[chorus]
who the f_ck is these new n_ggas dissing?
me and ta’ tryna get n_ggas missing
f_ck that, we just gon’ fry em’ like chicken
he got hit in his neck, had his body glitchin’
we don’t fear no one cause we different
say the wrong thing about bro we gon’ lift em’
he got hit but i just kept on cl!ckin’
tata my brother, see red and start glitchin’
[verse]
like what? said it’s up? make up a diss and got put in a blunt
n_ggas chattin’, they see mе and run
wanna pop you a perc, now yo ass in a blunt
ta’ gon’ blitz through the back, i’ma blitz through the front
and kr wit’ mе, catch a o, send em’ up
i’m a geek, n_ggas know i go dumb
opps on my body, they ready to rump
like what? bad b_tch, she gon’ shake it
hit from the back, she said, “preme i can’t take it”
big 4_1, n_ggas know that i’m sanctioned
i’m the youngest, but i’m really dangerous
jenny gon’ pass it, i up it and bang it
he got shot by a dyk_ and his body still achin’
now these lil n_ggas start our probation
do a hit, then i take a vacation
like what? it’s still f_ck all the opps
like what? mr. everyoppshot
a lot of y’all n_ggas can’t come to my block
last n_ggas tried and got left in the lot
and for tata, they know i’ma flock
that’s really my brother, go dumb wit’ the knocks
rule number one, can’t lack for a ho
number two, better stay wit’ ya’ pole
rule number three, be ready to blow
that’s word to my mother, i’m lettin’ it go
i’m a demon, this sh_t not for show
like, gun jam up, he get beat wit’ the pole
like, how you got shot and you never on go?
if that was me, woulda been in the roads
and ya’ mans is a b_tch, and i heard that he told
never lackin’, i walk wit’ a pole
[chorus]
who the f_ck is these new n_ggas dissing?
me and ta’ tryna get n_ggas missing
f_ck that, we just gon’ fry em’ like chicken
he got hit in his neck, had his body glitchin’
we don’t fear no one cause we different
say the wrong thing about bro we gon’ lift em’
he got hit but i just kept on cl!ckin’
tata my brother, see red and start glitchin’
[outro]
like d_mn, like glah, like what?
everybody shot, d_mn, everybody shot
like, glah glah d_mn
like d_mn, like glah, like glah, like glah
preme, like what? everybody shot
mr. everyoppshot
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