We In lyrics

[Verse 1: C.Ray]
Yeah
Now i've been nice to ya'll but you know it's murder
When i come get mine
Plus i'm independent homie i ain't gotta listen to nobody
By myself we make em tuck they shine
One at a time I gun em all down outside
Like i hit the ball foul but
I be on the move f*cked up drunk with a couple sl*ts hun
We gon' do this humpty hump did he hump, hump
Then i get space go back to my n*ggas and there bottles
You can find me where there high whenever they toast
Bottoms up my n*gga don't be spilling on my J's though
I'm fighting anybody ruin this sh*t i gotta pay for
Back to the function let's get brain lame n*ggas gotta lay flat
Or get slumped quick
Everyone I know will knock you back for that dumb sh*t
We in the gym and ripping n*gga limb like a drumstick
Come and rock with us dropping nog splitters
Where them ho's at what about n*ggas
Like I need you in the building when i'm tryna c*ck Glock it
b*tch already gone she'll be back in five minutes
Hit it then i show the back of my filling
Really killing in the pitch black yeah i did it admit it
I cut em no slack when i'm in it no question
The b*tch will come back when I visit
She gon' cane to em when i put the pain to em
Better get up in this ho like hit em with the shank zoom
And they got me feeling like it's something that I can't do
And there's a group of n*ggas with me dealing with the same flu brain sick hotter than the quick to king cool
No we don't even bother with the chick it went through
Your motherf*cker routing for me step into the building
And i bet you that i'm feeling we the same with the crew
We in here
[Verse 2: King Iso]
B-R-A-I-N to the S-I C-K V gang coming from the west side
We ain't f*cking with you n*ggas on games like EA
Leave a n*gga four to see SI
Bet I catch you n*ggas slipping then i hit em with the fifty calibre and put ya body in a dresser
For the motherf*cker like I drenched all my clothes
When I hit you with the fo' but then an iron go and press ya pressure luck ain't nobody f*cking with the best of us
Brainiac maniac n*gga put ya cheddar up
Keep an arsenal of artillery heat the kettle up
Nine millimetres they can't fool psych men et cetera
Loose off the goose when i shoot n*gga better duck
Keep a bad b*tch ass thick that'll set em up wet em up
With the mouth no umbrella f*ck
Yes i'm sick next time b*tch better luck
I'ma be the n*gga that'd f*ck around and kill you
Put my freedom in the trash like I smell like mildew
Cocaine weed and then a couple of the pills too
Run up on em like a horror movie with the film crew
n*gga i'm the rap Quentin Tarantino
Close to the damn beet hole running ya damn peep hole
Pop a purple dinosaur my n*ggas call a dieno
Hit you with the puller like my name was Dan Marino
Any, many money brain catch a n*gga by the brain n*gga
Said that i'm insane how ironic
She'll do you designer friends
Murder a n*gga that round her waist
Spit the venom quick my n*gga like sonic
n*gga run and hide away homie you can die today
Killer holler on the way I get relic might go brain
n*gga I go flame with a psycho's name it's Iso brain
[Verse 3: Twisted insane]
They don't wanna see me on they best day
Rip a n*gga breast blade, I will send a bullet through your chest plate
Hurry up and send you to your death day
Built up out of good to make a win for all my n*ggas in the SA's
Ride for me every time it's really going down
Put a muzzle in your mouth and make you bout it when you wanna bang
Turn you up until I make you pass out and put you half on I got my di*k up in your hole now who you wanna thank
Somebody better tell this motherf*cker he a fool
Or you know when its about to go down so I stay strapped
Pull the pistol out to make you glint, talk to b*tches on the bench light skin like a prince but I stay black
Hop in the b*tch to easy with two b*tches look at me
n*ggas don't ever say she with the b*tches on your team
Its way too much for when you wanna handle with the green
In my hand now who the man like yeah i'm never on TV
I'm a savage with the venom, I dress em up and send em
To the track and they come back and then they look at what I made
I spent a gang of time being broke in the alley down in southern Killa Cali now this time i'm getting paid
I'm a hard egg to follow, a hard egg to swallow
It's go time n*gga show time at the Apollo
That ratchet ass b*tch coming through, hmm
I don't wanna f*ck the b*tch i'll do that sh*t tomorrow
And I really feel no sorrow for the ho I let em know i'm with the brain game
Wishin that you was up on my team
I put you on the bench and make you sit about the game you so lame, get the f*ck up out my name, hold the beat
When you f*ck around with me i'll roll up on your street push up on you watch a n*gga dump slugs from the swinging
Watchin this motherf*cker life end
The go back to the room to take another hit or take a ragged b*tch we in