Genocide - A.Dd+

Slim Gravy:

King Blue just gave me a beat and he said «Make sure that you rock it»

'Bout a year ago, big bro gave us a key to the city said «Here, n*gga lock this

bitch, and don’t let nobody in»

Pretty soon, they’ll be knockin'

Made it in the XXL, now they watching

The column was little as hell, no problem

My patnas out the hood be saying I’m Hollywood

I tell them I’m not, but that I should be

Give me a year, I’ll probably be in a leer

Sippin' a beer with a bitch who model for her career

With a rear make a n*gga say «Good grief»

Wouldn’t be shit if I never linked with

My n*gga P, since juvenile delinquents

We been ridin' like Bin Laden and Bush

Ridin' the bus, A. Dd+ silent plus When Pigs Fly, enough

With the fuck shit, fuck this

It’s a city-wide genocide, minimize all the bullshit

They be coming with

I talk shit cause I don’t give a fuck

What you say n*gga come again, what?

I make y’all muthafckas listen up

This is what it is, all you n*ggas suck

We the realest here

If you agree, let me see you put your hands

Let me see you put your hands (x3)

We ready, we ready (x8)

Mold with the old, grow with the new

Live or die, pick a side any two

Win or lose, gotta choose one

Got a new gun, I’mma use too

Bang, bang and the boom, boom

Better move, run

I’m a come through with bazookas and a platoon

Bullet proof truck full of goons strapped up

I’mma do what I want to, n*gga fuck you

Tough luck, they done fucked up

Now they gotta die, genocide

Let me see you put your hands (x3)

Paris Pershun:

It’s time for change, no time for games

We chasin' this money and chasin' this fame

Fuck chasin' these dames, mayne

I said it’s time for change, fuck chasin' these dames

Say something different, they look at me strange

You n*ggas exchanged the cool for the lame

You ain’t got a license to rhyme, then stay in yo' lane

Like I got the gun cocked and placed to your brain

Shit, take a shot

If your survive the blast without droppin' fast and then finishing last

Then you that n*gga, huh?

Well, maybe not

You say you’re really built for it, but you ain’t

I say I’m built for it, what you think?

I’m struggling now, but then I visualize myself

George Jefferson struttin', walking into the bank, mayne

God say don’t kill, Lucifer say kill that bitch

God say don’t steal, Lucifer say take that shit

Make that quick

And yeah, I might have some regret up in my heart

We blinded from the start

Get it how you live, mayne that’s just how we was taught

But everybody wanna shed a tear when a n*gga get caught

Wassup

Thanks for not making me put that knife in your back

Now, I got money to put some gas in the 'lac

The registration expired, but I still burn rubber off of my tires

Tryna play my part

I’m tryna get far

Tryna top the charts, n*gga gotta raise the bar

We been hot from the start

And I’m spittin' from the heart

So I do it for the love

A.Dd+ Ho

Slim Gravy:

Yeah, it’s a muthafckn genocide (x3)

Will you die, will you survive?

Let’s go

Yeah, it’s a muthafckn genocide (x3)

Will you die, will you survive?

Let’s go

(We don’t want to hear that bullshit (x8)