Search results for fuckin wit us by rbl posse

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Albums:

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean] (Outlawz) · Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us (Outlawz) · Lean Wit It, Rock Wit It (Dem Franchize Boyz) · Fuckin A (The Thermals) · Oi! Fuckin Oi! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Their Greatest Fuckin' Hits (Chaotic Dischord) · Oi Fuckin' Oi (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ten Years of Fuckin' Up (NOFX) · A Bridge Too Fuckin' Far ('68 Comeback) · A Bridge Too Fuckin' Far ('68 Comeback) – and 78 other albums »


is phat
My shit be hittin hard like Barry Bonds that fuckin bat
That's real.

*(Chorus)* until it fades out.

*(Man talking)*

I'm RBL nigga, wrote
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob?s full of go getters go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear
dump (bump)
Everybody's lookin' if you jealous turn around
Fuckin' with them leathers got us hoppin' off the ground {*Honk*}
We getting good grip from
blast on these hoes 
Cause I'm too fuckin dangerous
Prophet the Posse, 
I doubt you hoes could hang wit us
Killin all you nigga's is a easy task
You fools
Prepare yo mind fo the rebirth. 

Ha ha, check it out. On a bitch, (RBL Posse) fo a bitch, (Double R) 
Dedicated to a bitch, (sideways) an the hook'll go
Yeah, Alkaholiks!
J-Ro, Tash, E-Swift
That's right
We're not done
Uh-uh, c'mon
Ain't it drunk

King, Tee, he drink wit us
Defari, he drink
a
40 40 cal i pull out my big pocket
(Prophet posse my nigga)
I grab you by your neck
I pull it out of socket
Rang range range
(Prophet posse my
Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. see-Note, see-Note

*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*

No one's gonna lace you, like I do
I get around babe, no one can lace you
Twiztid!
Shaggs 2 dope!

why you always fuckin wit us?
Why you always fuckin wit us?
Why you always fuckin wit us?
Why you always fuckin wit us
paid by the G's wit ease (word up)
We're blowin' up your fuckin' spot (no doubt)
'Cause when you're hot, you're hot and when you're not, you're not
tech-nical how she nibble uhh
Ain't fuckin' with u losers all my niggas won
It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one
Look down upon the ceiling
bein' me
'cause you got a lady, see
Down wit fuckin' nigga down wit prophet p-o-s-s-e

Repeat 1
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand

Why explain the game?
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand

Why explain the game?
that get up off yo lazy ass
Get about yo fuckin scratch
 
?????

I'm chasin Franklin wit' my Triple 6 thugs 
Cause we was sinners 
I get deeper
Back up shit 
You fuckin' wit some natural killas 
Don't want to go to war wit us 
We got a sniper to get ya 
Hypnatize you ain't heard 
We down for
At least try to act fine
Cause I'm the nigga wit the best hand
You poochie, you look like my pitbull
Stretched the fuck out your stretch pants
You fuckin
want to jump, jump
Get'cha make ya pump, Paul
Still gon' miss ya bump, bump
Off a nigga fakin'
Goin' to a richin'
Bitches turn to shaken
Mafioso rule by
and falsty knives
That blow you clear out of sight
You're wit' all your might
Your conscious is stayin' by 
You all in that sacrifice
I'm going off
[Scarface]
Yo Pop, let's jump in the fight game boy

[Scarface]
My nigga Bun B you know he down wit us
Short Dog and Doc down wit us
Eric be
In yo face!

I pop out the box, swing on a spring
Big violent j wit the axe out, shing!
Trouble we bring, a juggalo thing
Wicked clown wit tha
they reached and grabbed them 44s 
fuckin wit my nigga Black 
he's stackin 
plus his pimpin 
got real on da peal 
hoes gonna feel me 

[Lord Infamous]
and crack
None of that though, we been unloaded, fuckin blowin
I exploded, fuck is ya'll smokin, sounded corroded
Ya'll know my status, fuck wit dime pieces
Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
Niggas is easy to get down on ya knees
When you fuckin' wit rhymes like these
I always find that he's bitin'
Hustlin on them rocks, but we strapped wit dem toyz
You come up fakin and frontin
You get your wig split nigga
Live by the knife
Whodi die by the trigga
We