- Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. Don’t Mess 歌詞
- Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.
- (The moral of that story is Dont mess around and get yo ass stomped) [The Godfather Rock] (Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Booooooooo-
Yaa! Yeah (Yeah) (Come on) (Posses better step back) (Tell em what it is) [VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd]
Dont mess with a riot, were prisoners of emotion
How politicians figure they have the potion?
But Im the witch doctor,
I came to rock ya (And if it dont work)
Then Im gonna sock ya
Dont need violence, but violence is here
Listen up close and put on a riot gear
Cause Boo-
Yaa T.R.I.
B.E. is comin up hard (What you think about the posse?)
I think we see in a graveyard
Im the rap criminal, comin from my limo
Every lyric
I say, I write it down on my memo
The MC in command, my
A.K. ??they banned??
Me and you one on one,
Ganxta R?dd still stand
I never dirty my back,
I never ever get jacked
On stage (cause he carries a gat) .44s large,
I got a big bodyguard
The rap mafia
Godfather
Rock is in charge
You dont mess
With that
Boo-Yaa funk [The Godfather Rock] (Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with )
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Booooooooo-
Yaa! Im gonna tell you only once (Yeah)
Yo loc Pass me that second clip, homeboy
Ican do this (Tell em what we about) [VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd]
Dont mess with a **********, makin transactions
Cause makin money is their satisfaction
Sellin drugs is the way they survive
Smokin drugs is the way they die
So whos the main killer, the pusher or the user?
You figure it out,
Im not here to accuse ya
Cause Im a **** dealer, slingin records
Makin records, breakin records, settin records
So now you know what time it is
You dont mess with the stuff, you cant hang with this
Im a pusher, a killer, never to be followed (To all you posses) 187 with a beer bottle
So how you figure, the
R?dd behind the trigger
Huh, you try to run,
I hunt you like a ninja
Cause Im so quick (how quick?) like lightning
To MCs the
R?dd is so frightening
They keep askin me ( R?dd, what you writin?)
A letter to the posse who comin in here fightin
So like **** dealer would say
You shortstop, my customer get sprayed with the
A.K. You dont mess
Homeboy [The Godfather Rock] (Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Boo-Yaa funkin it up (Dont mess with)
Booooooooo-
Yaa! Im gonna only say it once
Come on (Yeah)
You think theyre ready for the last one? ( I dont know)
Bring on that clip, homeboy (That one was too funky) (Give it to em anyway) (Come on) [VERSE 3: Ganxta R?dd]
Dont mess with the boys in black whenyour ass get tapped
By Boo-Yaa
T.R.I.B.E., the mafia of rap
Life of last (lane) never been delayed
Commit a crime on stage and still get paid
Makin dollars to holler, your posses to follow
The T.R.I.
B.E. get bigger, your posse get smaller
Your lyrics is scratched, your record is dubbed
You ask whats the funk hypin up the club
Boo -Yaa funkin it up
Then you turn to your lady as you say it again
Boo-Yaa funkin it up
Yeah Dont mess with a bullet when the trigger is pulled
You dont mess with the
T.R.I.B.E. when we act a fool
The Godfahter
Rock TE, once he starts snappin
O.M.B. on the bass, he starts slappin
R?dd start rappin, my
T.R.I.B.E. start cappin
Your posse plays it up,
I say, 'Yo, what happened?'
Now they got me in a cell, but they fail
I still got
E.K.A. and
Don-L raisin hell
Put down my mic,
I got L.A.s best
Most wanted stays
R?idd, takin over the west
Always been loced since the day we was born
We peel a cap like a monkey peels a orange
Tear your ass up with my lyrics of death
Put down my mic in case you run out of breath
Roll your ass up and tell you to leave
Like the last record company who didnt believe
But thats okay, because the going gets tough
You dont mess with this stuff
So how you like us now?
How ya like us now?
Homeboy They gonna funk to this
They have to
Im gonna only tell you once
You dont mess with
Boo-Yaa T.
R.I.B.E. [DJ EZ Mike cuts up] (Dont mess around and get yo ass stomped)
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