Public Enemy lyrics

[INTRO]
Grah suck my di*k n*gga you know what going on n*gga
QG n*gga, spray sh*t, don't say sh*t, I said made sh*t
We them n*ggas you don't play with you heard

[Chorus]
Ok since they wanna play
Weird black Imma spit on his grave
Like made a vid I might sell you a break
GDK and I'm stealing the rakes
I don't care y'all can see in my face
Lefty and Nick that sh*t got me laced
Like there are no worries, ain't losing this race
Somebody tell ? go pick up his face
Like don't stop n*ggas be pop
We'll make it worse cuz n*ggas getting shot
He thought me a fool, he got me up on hots
I know a Woo that ain't pick up his lots
Free Skinner got him on the rock
If he link him put him in a box
If he tryna hawk em, better keep a watch
New n*ggas, seven fifty got shot

[VERSE]
Free Drench, Free G Nick
Every Glock gotta sting
Like get low give a f*ck about tints
Walk down gang everybody gon' sin
Like this a meeting you cannot attend
I go call on a little Jimmy Lynch
Like no cap but your b*tch is a pop
Imma use it to line me a locks
Like twenty shots when they walk on my block
Like n*ggas gon' talk what they not
Like y'all rapping never threw a shoot
Like Wal Blixk get the f*ck off my c*ck
Like ? never spinned a block
Like wait till I see Swae Flock
Like keep beakin' till a body drop
Like if we stealing we takin' his top
[BRIDGE x 2]
EBK I don't f*ck with no OMB
Pocket rocket, I named that b*tch bumble bee
I dare a lil n*gga try touching me
Twin knocks, me and Humble Gz

[VERSE]
Yo KJ, why you keep saying my name?
You ain't never ever did a thing
I could mention on every Angel in the game
You lack in stores, n*gga we ain't the same
Like f*ck six, they live with they older bro sh*t
f*ck Boomer, go pick up a grip
Like oh sh*t can't forget Nick
Smoked my left and my right, and that sh*t got a kick
b*tch you know you're moving like a kid
Like free Spig, no Kizz
Me and skizz tryna leave him drenched
Like damn Shizz that sh*t made no sense
When I get him with forty smoking in the trench
Leave him on court get a n*gga benched
Acting all calm flocking Tony Lynch
He caught bro, damn like "Bro I'm hit."

[Chorus]
Ok since they wanna play
Weird black Imma spit on his grave
Like made a vid I might sell you a break
GDK and I'm stealing the rakes
I don't care y'all can see in my face
Lefty and Nick that sh*t got me laced
Like there are no worries, ain't losing this race
Somebody tell ? go pick up his face
Like don't stop n*ggas be pop
We'll make it worse cuz n*ggas getting shot
He thought me a fool, he got me up on hots
I know a Woo that ain't pick up his lots
Free Skim got him on the rocks
If he link him put him in a box
If he tryna hawk em, better keep a watch
New n*ggas selling, seven fifty got shot
[Outro]