c bo - spray yourself lyrics
[yukmouth]
thugg lord !!!!!!!
salute!
whut b-tch, aiight, aiight!
we got a b-tch -ss n-gg- in our presence
a f-cking imposter
get yo -ss up n-gg-
whats up n-gg-
you ain’t no mothaf-ckin made man
money don’t make you no made man n-gg-
the mob make you a made man you b-tch
now get on the floor n-gg-
[yukmouth]
n-gg- shank yourself
n-gg- stab yourself
n-gg- spray yourself
n-gg- blast yourself
n-gg-‘s packed with wealth
though i come through fast and stealth
your f-ckin stack get dealt
now they on thier self
like m-ssika blast to kill
never try to graze n-gg-z
just cause you a paid n-gg-
that doesn’t mean your made n-gg-
you gay n-gg-
i pay n-gg-s
to spray n-gg-z
lay n-gg-z down for the gray glitter
send you to the gravediggaz!…
ready to die i aint afraid n-gg-
i make money, money never make…. n-gg-z
i break n-gg-z
wake up with a .45 pointed in your face n-gg-
now where the safe n-gg-
i take your rolex honeycomb face out the safe
i gotta get my money on straight
the south is gay
these phony -ss rappers is fake
about to hate make a move out of state
regime killerz about face
aw h-ll the thugg lord salute me!
put 21 guns in the sky n-gg- rush yours
cause none of yall n-gg-z want war
fake -ss cb4, gusto still yuk flow whut the f-ck for
we i walk i scr-pe my knuckles across the ground
guerrila walking across town beating down blood hounds
yall n-gg-z sound like mystikal
get some skills thuggin on wax i do this sh-t for real
b-tch!
chorus: yukmouth [c-bo]
you aint a made man you made yourself
give that b-tch an ak let him spray yourself
hey!………
alot of n-gg-z get paid to wealth
now they sh-t just stay on the shelf
spray yourself!!
[we made men, paid men, that made it all]
[born to this sh-t and ready to ball]
[spray yourself]
[rather then kill ya n-gg- on the wall]
[n-gg- and stick the motherf-ckin ten up in your
drawers]
[spray yourself]
[c-bo]
now who the f-ck is these weak rappers
acting like they real but thier fake phony cuban
zirconan actors
the mob father bringing it real for all the mobstars
while other n-gg-z in this game to win an oscar
scared of mobstas
can’t do a concert unless they are paying themself
can’t get a real b-tch so they lay yourself
heeeeey!!!!!!! heeeeeeeeeey!!!!!!
can’t get the p-ssy unless they paying your wealth
you motherf-ckers need to spray yourself
what! what!
heard bossaline a major pay per event
now we gon see you on some murderous sh-t
have you heard of this clique
thugg lord
yukmouth close the door
lets take these toy soldiers to war
remember back when you wasn’t sh-t
at my hotel with the bundles of sh-t
give my a hundred g’s to bust on your sh-t
and i touched the sh-t
real n-gg-z that had enough of this sh-t
going platinum without a nann n-gg- b-mpin your sh-t
now tell me
weak n-gg- how you do dat deah
westcoast mobb father b-tch we don’t care
you must of bought your own sh-t
to you they shoot your own sh-t
came here without poppin your own deal its on b-tch
you must forgot when i helped your -ss out
back when you was rollin around town in a gl-ss house
when i see how i might light that -ss up
see if you westbound b-tch you better gas up mash up
b-tch
chorus: yukmouth [c-bo]
you aint a made man you made yourself
give that b-tch an ak let him spray yourself
hey!………
alot of n-gg-z get paid to wealth
now they sh-t just stay on the shelf
spray yourself!!
[we made men, paid men, that made it all]
[born to this sh-t and ready to ball]
[spray yourself]
[rather then kill ya n-gg- on the wall]
[n-gg- and stick the motherf-ckin ten up in your
drawers]
[spray yourself]
[yukmouth]
alright
ready to talk yourself marching
i be startin a war so just marching
parking the ??? in front of the mansion
f-ck apartments
f-ck that sh-t you talking
bullsh-t be barking
i often smoking blunts on my doobe in your coffin
rap-a-lot n-gg-z boss ballin’
shot callin’
the come to be the boss my n-gg-z all flossin’
see many loss ends
trying to keep up
sell cheba
next tell selly a thousand rap-a-lot beepers
smoke reefa
regime leader the prime suspect
something like puff but i got a new millimeter i ain’t
bust yet
it ain’t a fine b-tch a senorita i ain’t f-cked yet
i pop x
i rub s-x
they love this thugg sh-t
n-gg-z say yuk next to take the west over
the f-ckin best blower
chronic catch and sess smoker
the ak 47, uzi, and tec holder
i’m the n-gg- you heard stressed over
and get no rest over
n-gg- wrecked by the neck screaming with sweat on ya
go to sleep with a vest on ya
cause i creep death on ya
pull my tec on ya
hop on dubs and skates
sinceraly yours the n-gg- you love to hate
lil b-tch!
chorus: yukmouth [c-bo]
you aint a made man you made yourself
give that b-tch an ak let him spray yourself
hey!………
alot of n-gg-z get paid to wealth
now they sh-t just stay on the shelf
spray yourself!!
[we made men, paid men, that made it all]
[born to this sh-t and ready to ball]
[spray yourself]
[rather then kill ya n-gg- on the wall]
[n-gg- and stick the motherf-ckin ten up in your
drawers]
[spray yourself]
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