Message, Pt. 2 lyrics

by

C Blu


[Intro]
Grrah, this a f*ckin' message, tired of tellin’ y'all n*ggas, stop dissin'
C Blu

[Chorus]
I hop in the booth and I f*ck it up
Ain’t no tellin' me sh*t, they can't f*ck wit' us
And they mans just got hit, why they dissin' us?
Tryna' spin through they block wit' the Ruger's tucked
n*ggas dissin’ but still ain’t get back
Tried to steal and got shot in your back
Who the f*ck out here still robbin' phones?
You a bozo, you should’ve stayed home
This a message, I'm straight talkin' facts
Tryna' catch me a n*gga who rap
GDK, we don’t f*ck with no Blixkys
I see Nas, I'ma send him to Nicky
3 knocks in the car when we slide
That mean 3 n*ggas shoot in one drive
Catch a opp, send him right to his mans
[?]

[Verse 1]
We got drums, you could call us a band
I'm a demon with heavy artillery
Gotta keep it, they said they gon' kill me
I can't go like the b*tches from Set It Off
He got killed by the cops, he ain't let it off
Know a opp who got put in a sh*t bag
He got lucky he wasn't a spliff
Know [?] gave him jet lag
Know some n*ggas who like to write diss
They be makin' these shots, but ain't get back
Know some n*ggas that [?] they b*tch
She was just for the fun, have your b*tch back
I don't gotta say names [?]
When you mention C Blu, he the endless
I done chased n*ggas in their ceiling
I done shot n*ggas for no reason
Yeah, Lil Spooky started stutter squeezin'
Chest shot, now that boy wheezin', grrah
Chest shot, now that boy wheezin'
[Break]
This a f*ckin' message, n*gga
Look, C Blu

[Verse 2]
I could name all the sh*t that we did
But, them n*ggas, they know how we get
Free gang, they was uppin' in public
Spinnin' through, tryna' clear the whole block
Threw 2, got him yellin' out [?]
Job done, now we back out the block, grrah
Job done, now we back out the block

[Chorus]
I hop in the booth and I f*ck it up
Ain't no tellin' me sh*t, they can't f*ck wit' us
And they mans just got hit, why they dissin' us?
Tryna' spin through they block wit' the Ruger's tucked
n*ggas dissin' but still ain't get back
Tried to steal and got shot in your back
Who the f*ck out here still robbin' phones?
You a bozo, you should've stayed home
This a message, I'm straight talkin' facts
Tryna' catch me a n*gga who rap
GDK, we don't f*ck with no Blixkys
I see Nas, I'ma send him to Nicky
3 knocks in the car when we slide
That mean 3 n*ggas shoot in one drive
Catch a opp, send him right to his mans
[?]
[Outro]
Grrah, [?]
C Blu
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