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Hook: Lil OG
Red Everything!
Red Carpet!
Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit
Red Everything!
Red Bentley
Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me
Red Everything
Red Bentley
Y'all ain't shit. Hit em with a Semi.
Verse 1: Stunna
I be on that nice flow.
Bro, I got a nice ho
Young Money, free Flow
J is the big bro.
Yeah, & man I love that Cali
Fuck the Feds, man ya can't have me.
Yeah, I know you niggas mad
I know you niggas sad
White boy, I'm so Rad
Boy, I'll bust yo ass.
I don't think you know
Never, ever wife a ho
Y'all lil' pussies slow.
Yeah. F.M.E, LMCMB
Y'all can't even see me.
On that Cali Kush
That good tree.
Hook: Lil OG
Red Everything!
Red Carpet!
Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit
Red Everything!
Red Bentley
Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me
Red Everything
Red Bentley
Y'all ain't shit. Hit em with a Semi.
Verse 2: Lil OG
Red Everything, Blood gang Five.
Fuck around with a blood, end up with no eyes.
Cause we real Gangsta's.
Call 50, cause you a damn Wanksta.
Red flag raised.
God is who we praise.
Can't stand Lil UNit, that nigga gay.
I mean why the dissing?
Dick is all he kissing.
He hear this, he straight flippin'
Yeah. Red flag in that right pocket
Reppin' Piru, & we ain't even stoppin'
Hook: Lil OG
Red Everything!
Red Carpet!
Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit
Red Everything!
Red Bentley
Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me
Red Everything
Red Bentley
Y'all ain't shit. Hit em with a Semi.
Verse 3: Lil JJ
Shelby's where its at, tilt the Gatti to the right
You know how them bullets travel. Mafucka book a flight.
I can't hang with basic hoes
I know ya hate me bro
Coupe white as the snow
Blood Gang, we make ya insides blow
You niggas trippin. Tie ya lace.
I'm the Evil twin, the name is Ace.
I'll bust a Krab, where they swimmin?
Take a look at yo girl. That ass I'm drillin
I'm with the OG, & my nigga Stunna
And I'm just JJ, boy Ima Gunna
I keep it real, boy one hundred
I'm in Skinny Jeans, with some Converses
I could kill ya, get jail, is it worth it?
I'll let Squad shoot em', cause he registered
Rob ya shop, get to the Register.
Uh, these niggas pussy, but they ain't tight
And if I'm wrong, there is no right.
No.
Fresh Money til I die
Shoot you in ya eye.
You can't beat me, don't try.
Hook: Lil OG
Red Everything!
Red Carpet!
Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit
Red Everything!
Red Bentley
Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me
Red Everything
Red Bentley
Y'all ain't shit. Hit em with a Semi.
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