Retaliation is a Must Paroles

Southwest, sunnyside, PA we up in here baby

Holla, know'm talking bout



[Bun B]



Say, Nigga you can't run, nigga you can't hide

Know that we got guns, know that we gon' ride

Blow out your insides and leave you to rot

Cause when we give it to you bitch we give you all that we've got

Now all it takes is one shot to put your ass in a ditch
Repercussions get extreme when we ride against you

Ain't no movie, your baby mama, teachers and your kids

Everybody finna get it for the shit that you did

So when I get to your crib, better come out swingin

Cause the devil ain't even ready for this hell I'm bringin

We don't want no dope

We don't want no cash

We don't want no excuses

We just want your ass

So when that front door crash, and you see them soldiers

When that gun go blast, don't say Bun didn't told ya



[Chorus 2x]



If I I pull it out my pocket, be the first one to bust,

We ain't playin wit you hoes

Retaliation is a must

First nigga make a move, first nigga hit the dutch



[Mddl Fngz]



Yeahh, now I stand on my two feet,

One playa, two heats

20 shot, hollow heads, bitch give me the loose leaf

Fuck beef I got a K for niggas

In spots the law won't find you for days my niggas

Southside young playa full of plots and scams

Show ya how to get cha overs up and lock the grams

Boys know me in the hood, but not for rappin'

Back street trappin', front line, ya boys a captain

First nigga to shot, I ain't tryna talk,

Bring the heat to the hospital and finish you off

No life is a come up, when I'm rollin with my gun up

Don't get ya bitch gun, but nigga what you want, what?

And ain't shit to get ya family touched

Catch auntie on the bus, and pop her ass like a clutch nigga

I'm in the game cause I love the rush,

Love to bust

This fans money never enough nigga



[Chorus 2x]



[Mddl Fngz]



45 in the rova, the k is on my shoulder

Pop your bitch ass, then I go and smoke it over

Niggas gettin' older, but thugs is comin younger

So just in case you wonder, I keep a (?) up under

Cause nigga you a blunder

Got rock by the thunder

Cryin to Bun, but he the reason that we done ya

Gave us the word, said we keep the bird

Leavin is for nerds, I put your brain on the curb, fucka

Pull ya piece nigga, and watch ya rest it

Come to this clip game, bitch I'm the best in it

The white flag you wavin, now it's on bitch please

All your love ones houses lookin like swiss cheese

Tried to let your ass make it, but your ass act a fool

Now the HK, the AK and the are is the tools

All your homeboys gone and them hoes won't help

So tell ya mom and your sister break out the black dress



[Chorus 2x]