West Branch Pillage lyrics

[Verse 1]
Wake up and smell the weed
Motherf*cker, we’re the last of a dyin' breed
Yo Khaki pants is the last thing you gonna need
(When it all go down)
When it all go down!

[Verse 2]
Rise up and follow me
Blast yo ass to the past with some sodomy
My AK is the last thing you gonna see
(When it all go down)
When it all go down!

[Verse 3]
Callin' all cars break out the bars
We'll ride it out
Call up them faggots from West Branch
We'll fight it out
It's been a minute since i busted a head
This b*tch is dead
(f*ck him in the ass, 'til his face turn red)

[Chorus]
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man burnin' down your crib now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man stealin' all your b*tches now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man f*ckin' all your hoes now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man somethin' somethin' somethin' now
[Verse 4]
Dali Llama, Tickle Man and the Rucka Rucka
Ready to smash on a b*tch ass motherf*cka
Now who the f*ck wear their caps straight back
Bust a cap in your trap while I'm leanin' in a Maybach
What's the chance of Vinny comin' to West B?
Bout' the same as Christine gettin' skinny
Nah, that sh*t ain't goin' down
b*tch, I'll smack her face 'cause she a f*ckin' clown

[Chorus]
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man burnin' down your crib now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man stealin' all your b*tches now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man f*ckin' all your hoes now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man somethin' somethin' somethin' now

[Verse 5]
You in the wrong place startin' that bullsh*t
Think about it dog, you and your crew can get killed quick
Understand that you all ain't sh*t, your man is lame
And we all know your b*tch is thick, so she gettin' no di*k
That's why your whole relation's goin' to sh*t
Matter fact, you can cry on this
I'll f*ckin' hang you with this hankerchief
When I'm through I'm about to call you a b*tch
And tell you you ain't sh*t, b*tch
[Chorus]
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man burnin' down your crib now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man stealin' all your b*tches now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man f*ckin' all your hoes now
You can't f*ck with Rucka Ruck
Dali Llama, Tickle Man la-la-la-la-la-la