Retaliation - Mattindacutt

(SkinnyKhris) Skrrt, skrrt Skrrt, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt Gang, gang, gang Gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Told my sniper, "Spin the block again, I think he still alive" Tinted windows on that vehicle, tryna catch that homicide (grrr) When this FN hit his face, it's gon' go through the other side Ask the opps, I done spinned they block about a hundred times I spent cases, ooters gon' chase him, he ain't gon' make it (bop-bop-bop) Do a hit in McQueens (grrr), so they can't see our faces (so they can't see our faces) I'ma use the revolver, it's gon' catch all the cases (it's gon' catch shell cases) What I spent on this chain and my wrist, just savings (drip) Catch him and fry him like bacon (like bacon) We gon' make him a day, turn him to a patient soon as we get the location (boom-boom-boom) No GTA, we left him wasted (SkinnyKhris) Shouldn't been droppin' them rakes then (shouldn't been droppin' them rakes then) He gon' end up with a mortgage for all that fraudin', better be cautious (better be cautious) He only tough when he log in He ain't gon' talk when that blick to his noggin (that blick to his noggin) All black Honda, shooters like Mamba (grrr) Kill a opp, roll him in grabba (just like Mamba) Ain't gonna line him, soon as we find him (SkinnyKhris) Hella holes in his designer (hella holes in his designer) Three deep, call us the Migos (skrrt, skrrt) Run up on him while he playin' Cee-lo Heart rate, we gon' turn it to zero (turn it to zero) My lil' youngin' did it for a C-note Last nigga who tried me got took off the map (he got turned to a pack) I have a MAC, come let off a mag, this shit go brrat (rah-rah-rrah) Niggas ain't got the heart to slide, no cap (niggas ain't got the heart to slide, no cap) Told the driver to park at the front, we gon' walk through the back Gon' end up like the rest of them niggas as soon as he lack (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Hollow tips rip through his chest, he gon' catch an attack (catch an attack) One in the head with the blicky I'm ready to snap (grrr, one in the head with the blicky, I'm ready to snap) Niggas get whacked for thinkin' this shit just rap (bop-bop-bop) Told my sniper, "Spin the block again, I think he still alive" (spin it, spin it, spin it, spin it) Tinted windows on that vehicle, tryna catch that homicide (grrr) When this FN hit his face, it's gon' go through the other side Ask the opps, I done spinned they block about a hundred times (grrr) I spent cases, ooters gon' chase him, he ain't gon' make it (he ain't gon' make it) Do a hit in McQueens So they can't see our faces (grrr, so they can't see our faces, man down, man down) I'ma use the revolver, it's gon' catch all the cases (it's gon' catch shell cases) What I spent on this chain and my wrist, just savings (drip) Catch him and fry him like bacon (like bacon)

Nigga just killed TyeTye Caught him slipping in a drive-by We so surprise his mama in tears Somebody gon die now His baby mama she been crazy She done lost her mind now Don't want to look at his lil boy Cause it look like my dog I'ma set it off in the muthafucka I'm going ham with an AK I promise his mama I'm gon protect him You gone get slam with AK I'll duck tape you homie Write your name on this list Pussy bitch And this pencil ain't got no eraser on it Blood spill when a boss talk, I'm from Louisiana Murder capital of all these states, peel your banana Retaliate, four to the chest, two the face, if you can relate If you think you gotta wait, bitch you can die today I'ma ride for my niggas mane I ride for my niggas I die for my niggas We searching for blood Retaliation, it's payback pussy Like sharks we searching for blood Like jaws I'm king of the sea We kill we kill'em with gloves Boy bouta eat this beat Gas up this rental car Park around the corner, jump out This one for my dog, mane Ian gon lie since he been gone It's been so much pain Rip him up with the mac Just like that Let him know I'm bout drowning Wait by his block, the barbershop and his baby mama I get dumb with the gat like london on the track It's always gangsta Seek and you shall find and it's a scary picture that I paint ya, nigga

Guess who's back Right about now its time for those notorious thugs Bizzy, Wish, Krayzie, Layzie Flesh, and that nigga DJ you-Neek Mo thug takin over so you best beware 'Cause we came to shut this motherfuckea down Ya, bone comin back at you bitches for the 97 Ya, these mothafuckas didn't think it was on Old playa-hatin ass niggaz ya my niggaz brung they style to the table 1st Nigga, why don't you realize, recognize, idolize Its over bitch, its the art of war Retaliation Abort, when its the art of war The art of war, of war Abort, when its the art of war The art of war, of war Abort, when its the art of war The art of war, of war Abort, when its the art of war The art of war, of war Abort, when its the art of war One and two world war Playa playa we done party over time See we done partied over time Abort, when its the art of war One and two world war Playa playa we done party over time See we done partied over time (Guess who's back) (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony)

Woah now, retaliation Singing woah now, we a go wake up the nation Radio retaliation, it's such a different corporation We taking over your station and we a go change the vibration People fi get up and pump them fist when sleepy talk Hear mi transmission whether you drive or whether you walk Put up me antenna inna the middle of the park And transmit mi signal inna the light and inna the dark Radio retaliate, and never ever get caught And change the stereotype of people's wash over thoughts Fifty thousand watts of Thievery hit them like poison darts And watch the whole system what them build up fall apart Singing woah now retaliation Singing woah now, we a go wake up the nation Radio retaliation, it's such a different corporation We taking over your station and we a go change the vibration Mi have the basic qualification, just fi get people straight And juggle the microphone from eight o'clock back to eight People give me the recommendation from the musical senate Fi juggle the roundest sound, the mellowest sound The sound with the most weight Them stand up out of the corner, inna the driveway, outta mi gate To hear the chief rocker them a fling dubplate All who want fi challenge Thievery, then it's your time fi wait And re-emerge from the scene, and wipe away all the hate Radio retaliation, it's such a different corporation We taking over your station and we a go change the vibration Chief rocker Thievery Corp them pon the attack With melody and sophistication make you bound have to rock Sleepy wonder deh pon the mic, the ragga muffin speed rap And if your vibes is inna the gutter, I will lift it up to the top Eric and Rob them produce the beat, and invite Sleepy down fi chat The combination of the crew, destroy your whole habitat The main objection of the track is to tear the whole place flat And have the people inna the lounge Them want to get up, and they are singing Woah now retaliation Singing woah now, we a go wake up the nation Radio retaliation, it's such a different corporation We taking over your station and we a go change the vibration

Slatt Hey Mattindacutt I want smoke bitch Didnt i say take care your lil hoe bitch Oh shit now yo bitch swallowing Up the whole dick 4 clips shoot till they empty Get on the floor bitch Nigga think I'm pussy I ain't Never been a hoe bitch Clap clap slap drop down real low Big booty bitch drop that Ass to the floor Shawty I'ma a pimp got No manners for a hoe Water on my neck turn That shit into snow Love in the air, cash on my mental Bitch sucked my dick in the back of Rental Off white on my body no way I can Help you Off with his head like age of an evil Mattindacutt and i aim for his temple Running this shit like I'm king of a Temple Restless broke ass nigga he in my Section Pull up with the gang and I know They gon end You Shawty fucking with a demon She ain't with with an angel Bitch Im coming at a slant You see me coming from an angle Cannot ever love a thot Put it together like a lego Bitch Im sippin on the yak I poured this shit up in my faygo 6 watches but you know I still don't got time In my prime got a glock I ain't wasting no time It's on sight pulling up But we ready to fight Glock hit him where it hurt Just name a place and a time Matt up indacutt Im really Stacking up my pesos Hop in a lamb and I'm doing the race hoe Chillin hoes b mad Get out ya feelings Big don shit I got her Spinning Like a figet Quit it baby wanna fuck But I ain't listen Chillin niggas steady Hating on a nigga Figure turn around I pull up w a tommy Hotty baby wanna Touch all on my body Guala getting this money We never lacking Get to stacking Chillin I'm posted Making it happen Skulls brackin Glock 19 causing the Havoc We getting get to crashing Who want the smoke I'll let you have it I want smoke bitch Didnt i say take care your lil hoe Bitch Oh shit now yo bitch swallowing Up the whole dick 4 clips shoot till they empty Get on the floor bitch Nigga think I'm pussy I ain't Never been a hoe bitch I want smoke bitch Didnt i say take care your lil hoe Bitch Oh shit now yo bitch swallowing Up the whole dick 4 clips shoot till they empty get on The floor bitch Nigga think I'm pussy I ain't Never been a hoe bitch