Lyrical Gangbang lyrics - feat. Kurupt, RBX, The Lady Of Rage

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[Intro]
This should be played at high volume,
Preferably in a residential area

[Lady Of Rage]
Now I'ma kick up dust
As I begin to bust
On the wick-wack, fucked up suckers you can't trust
When I pick up I lick up, ya face get smacked up
when I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up

Or get slapped with the swiftness
If you think you're swift well then forget Merry Christmas
Now stuff that in your stocking
I'm knockin em out the box 'n'
Knockin em out their sock 'n'
Cuz Robin is rockin

Breakin em down to the slab
Takin em down on their, ass
Now what you wanna do? Ya wanna battle, huh?
Send ya up shit creak without a motherfuckin paddle
Rattle that brain, I'm not that same ol' plain Jane
Roll on you like a boulder, you're nothin more than a grain

Or a pebble, take it from the real rap rebel
Not Bushwick Bill but I can take it to that 'other level'
You think you got pull then pull it, uhh!
I got the trigger so I figure you'll bite the bullet

Then bite the dust and wipe the fuck
Do what I must and what I must is
Bust a bubble or two, some trouble for you
So skip to my Lou, the Lady of Rage is coming through

[Dre] - (Some cool shit, some cool shit)

[Kurupt]
I fears no one, I makes em cool off like the polar cap
Lynchin as I hits, misses the rollin back
Pushin packs to make a profit
Diggy dope doc on the topic so stop and gimme my props, kid

I'm livin large like a fat bitch
So get back bitch, I'm hard to Bogart, tote a fat dick
This young black kid, a mercenary, merciless
Murdering million some niggas so who's first to diss
They say I'm bad so you'll find none worst than this
Chewin motherfuckers up like a Hersheys Kiss

Put to sleep, rippin the lyrics I'm leavin em moso feet
Rough wind flex too complex, wrecks, then I'm peace
So feel the wrath, nigga, I rip in half niggas
Ya quick ta talk shit I whop your ass nigga
So watch me blast, nigga, cuz I'm the last nigga
ya wanna fuck with, so up your cash, nigga
I make stagger, ob' skills and jimmy ragged
Home in and drag her, sit wit ya girl and watch me tag her

Pullin steel like a stunt
Show like an ID card, nigga, no needs to front, so
here to torment up a track on crack
and I'm strapped witta semi chrome milli-ten Mac
Yo, I breaks em off, I breaks em off G
Deadly as Jason on Friday The 13th

[RBX]
Back in the days, niggas they use to scrap
but now in ninety-two, niggas they pull they strap
Cuz, umm, police dem come wicked and dem shoot
Niggas, so niggas retaliate and start to loot
Execute, boot stompin black soldier
Here to teach and mould ya

The innovator, dominator, narrator RB to the motherfuckin X
Flex wicked, styling lee, bompin be found into greed by a
Maniac with a, gat
See nowadays niggas is like that
I pull my trigger back, the bullets go
BOP BOP BOP now I'm on Death Row

Fuck it, niggas goin wild, everynight they shoot
It's like Beirut
Maybe you should get a Kevlar vest for your chest
Anytime ya step into my hood
But that'll do you no good
One slug to ya face, no hate, you gettin smoked like wood
Nasty nigga but he pumps, face back on the concrete
Here comes the white sheet

Mr. Coroner cocked with some yellow tape
But the murderers escape
Out he like 5 G's
Lyrical gangbang but it's just a G thang (G thang)

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