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b cyde - oh no lyrics

i swear to god, on everything
ima spazz out on these niggas
ol wannabes never gonna be
ol papa doc -ss niggas
keep talkin shit, i’ma bust yo lip
and make you swallow yo own blood
acting like yo -ss is a thug
i’ll leave you light headed like you’ve been drugged
i ain’t the type to be fighting dudes
but you done pissed me the f-ck off
just because i don’t fight nobody
don’t mean i gotta be soft
we can battle rap or we scr-p nigga
tell me what the hell you gon do
and don’t bring yo squad to help out at all
cause i’ll f-ck them hoes up too
see i used to cry, i lost some fights
but that was back when i was just 12
then shit happened, i toughened up
and stopped feeling bad for myself
flash forward, 8 years later
i got anger held from my past
now you here talkin yo shit
like i will not suplex yo -ss
see you done picked the wrong day
so ima ask you to show some respect
before i have f-ck you up bad
and they’ll have to put a brace on yo neck
better take yo -ss in that car
put the keys in and leave me alone
cause if you keep on messin with me
i don’t think you gonna go home

when these dudes gonna learn, i ain’t playin with these niggas
pissed off all day, i ain’t playin with these niggas
make me wanna get up and start deckin these niggas
tryna keep my cool, i ain’t playin with these niggas
you think i’m b-tch made? (oh no nigga oh no)
i’m gonna catch a fade? (oh no nigga oh no)
you steady throwin shade (oh no nigga oh no)
i’m tryna evade? (oh no nigga oh no)

i swear to god, on everything
i’ma swing on one of these niggas
ol curfew at 9:30
really from bloomfield hills -ss niggas
keep talking shit, and ima get a stick
and go crazy on yo b-tch -ss
piss me off enough
and try to call my bluff
i’ll cut you with dirty -ss gl-ss
it’s gon take like 5 dudes
to stop me from snappin on you
i’ll make yo face swole as f-ck
if you get buck, here’s what i’m gonna do
tear you up so bad, folks will wonder
“shit, what happened to him”
if you a fat nigga
i’ll whoop yo -ss to the point where you become slim
and you won’t be able to talk to girls cause you won’t be able to grin
after i knock your f-ckin teeth off
after causing cuts to yo skin
see that’s the shit that happens
if you trigger the beast within
beat yo -ss into a coma
now they callin yo next of kin
i didn’t wanna do that to you
but you kept pressing my b-ttons
kept tryna see how far you could go
thinking i wouldn’t do nothing
but i got up and did something
and now you know what you get
some stitches and some proof
that i won’t be taking no shit

- b cyde lyrics

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