RareCasette lyrics

[Intro]
What? What? What?
SESH, BONES, Dxrty Rxdd
"What's up, homie?"
"Hey, let go twist this n*gga's cap back, man"
"Yo let's do it!" (Skrrt)

[Verse 1: Dxrty Rxdd]
These pus*y ass n*ggas always playin' Dxrty Rxdd
Like that n*gga is a rookie, f*ck you mean?
I made the all-star team
Call me Larry Bird, shootin' n*ggas bout they green
Boston Celtic-lookin' n*gga blowin' hella f*ckin' trees
Got them n*ggas' girlfriends all on the f*ckin' knees
When I hop out the f*ckin' goddamn black Jeep
I'm a Raider on the creep, never sleep
I peep the sh*t around me
Before them n*ggas doubt me and now them b*tches like me
That sh*t ain't right, I don't like, I will fight
If you take my family name, lose your life
And that's the game 'til I stop

[Verse 2: BONES]
Steppin' on the scene and know I'm grippin' on that f*ckin' Mac
Shootin' at your f*ckin' butt, I'm creepin' up through the f*ckin' back
Posted on the f*ckin' tack, I'll pack the straps up in my Mac
c*ck it back and let it fly, victim of a homicide
Slidin' in the f*ckin' ride, take you to the other side
Stuff your body in the trunk, hit the f*ckin' countryside
Drop your body in a ditch, then I'm finna hit the switch
Keep that .45 for any motherf*ckers tryin' to snitch
Ridin' with the f*ckin' clip, murder on my f*ckin' mind
Bullet packed into my gat in case they try to blow my high
Hop out, let it fly right into the f*ckin' sky
Step up on your f*ckin' block
My Glock, they know the f*ckin' hot