X-Raided - Let It Be Known

(feat. Chill Bola) [Chill Bola] I'm so sick of these little Trick ass cats And their bitch ass raps Acting like they factors They ain't nothing but rappers They need to miss us with that shit, that they try to make us believe You ain't no killas dog, just like you rap and blow weed I hang with, cake movers 3-time losers Big body pushaz, and marijuana abusers Chickens never refuse us They always go with us Even your baby daddy wanna roll wit us Y'all some wack niggaz I'ma nigga that rap Without this rap shit you cats would be some square ass macks Its bola and X-raided Them niggaz they love hating Middle finger salute for all of the thug nation This is for my true trippaz Door hing kickaz Forty cal packaz, and all of my thug niggaz So I'm just rapping just what you see trick I take it to the streets quick I let it be known What you gone see is what you get BITCH!!! [Chorus x3: X-Raided] Let it be known nigga Call your bluff like a phone nigga Chrome trigga make your bone splinter Its on nigga Connecting puzzle pieces, put together the trigga releases He projected cause we down for whatever [X-Raided] Fuck around and get kidnapped by a masked man Tossed in a black van Either give us the cash, or they find your ass in a trash can I'ma mad man Figurative, and literally speaking Life is a game and I'm trying to win and nigga I ain't above cheating Deleting enemies like a mistake on a computer screen Its a horror flick and I'm the director We gonna shoot a scene Shotting me a forty-four caliba gat And I blowing your brain right out the back Of your cerabellum like J F K And watch 'em get the fuck out of the way Coming to spray parabellum Got tired of trying to tell them Im ready to buck Leaving you stuff, bout to erupt Like mount st. Helens Da felonies crimes commited Cause I'm commited to living this gangsterism Killa cos me and my nigga Aint down for riding for mistaking our senses We making decisions Is it life or death I suggest you pick a later date to be painless Splatter your brain with the smith and wesson stainless Is a lesson to be learned You better pay attention Y'all nigga is bitches, I blew up your stomach like water retention Im water resistant Aint no wetting nefarious Niggaz wanna bury us Cause they hoes wanna marry us Niggaz is scary as a calvary line Aint got no courage Il serve fitin to that shit that you heard Every word bitch let it be known nigga! [Chorus] [Chill Bola] My nigga I never hesitate, to extend an extra clip When them niggaz be running off they mouth with all that excess lip Let his blood drip Let the nine kick At anytime, take frame of mind To immobolize your whole clique Punk bitch Get addicted clpis to your clips And if you playing the captain Then you falling with ship Let it be known I send a squad of killaz up inside your home Strapped with fully's and chromes Leaving your body exsposed to bones While I'm posted at the tele Hit me on my celly phone No love your orders is carried out That problem you had is gone So bitch niggaz break bread And cough up my dividens Before they stay to view the body While I'm contacting your next of kin We packing straps for caps Pulling jacks for scratch Infest your hood with bombs Like we did them japs Making you fumble up your bundle When I hit your ass with one of them slugs Based up on the fact that there ain't no motherfucking love nigga