Lil Mabu & Dd Osama - Evil Empire Lyrics
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Evil Empire Lyrics Lil Mabu & Dd Osama
[Intro]
Ahh, Ahhh, Ahh
Warning, New York City is currently on lockdown
Every opp will get shot (Young Genius bitch), this is not a drill
Ah ah ah, watching you, watching you
Ah ah ah, grahh, watching you
Who that, who that? (Watching you)
[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
Like I'm done running laps
First one I see, he get turned to a pack
I'm like get the fuck back, soon I start clickin' [?] I rap
Put the Jill on my Jack
Beam to his back, say hello to my Gat
Mabu [?] move tact, beam on your ass, leave a bullet in [?]
[Verse 1: DD Osama & Lil Mabu]
Ayo Mabu, throw five
I throw 10 I start feelin' alive
Yeah I'ma start clutching on this .9
DD better pull out when I ride
You know I'ma slide, Lil' DD arrive
Tryna shoot a nigga in his eye
Pull up on me, let's have a good time
I'ma slide in the back of my head, I got eyes
[Verse 2: DD Osama & Lil Mabu]
Ayo Mabu, who's that?
Fuck it, throw a shot at his back
Up it, just need my Gat
He just got put in a pack
And when the smoke fly high
It goes to Heaven not Hell
So the opps breathing in, getting high
Not knowing they smoking themselves
Mabu go cool with deuce
I think the screws in my head a little loose, like
Plastic can't put the beam on a brute
Bitch when I up it, shock her like a broom, like
I be acting a fool, like, when it's just me and my tool
Mabu my left and I stay with my right
He like DD, I know Jackie
[Interlude: DD Osama]
What the fuck?
Nah, my heart
Yo, Mabu
Mabu, get the fuck up, nigga
You gotta get the fuck up
The fuck, ahh (Evil Empire)
[Part 2]
[Bridge: Lil Mabu]
Drop, drop, drop, make the opps drop
Mop, mop, mop, mop the dead opps
Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot
All the opps get shot
Just skidi-kat, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Skrrat, skrrat, bop, bop
Like, chicken a-bang, bang, bang
Like, chicken a-bang, bang, bang
Like, chicken a-bang, bang, no the opps can't hang
[Verse 3: Lil Mabu & DD Osama]
And I go insane, you can see my brain
When they yell my name, got limited pain
Give me pipe, pass the beam
Quick, I'ma put up for my team
I'll give you your's for the sleep
Quick, DD hit him with a scream (Ah!)
Feel like the king of this shit, like (Ah!)
And go with his bitch, now I got him like (Oh)
(She like a crackhead)
His bitch won't stop saying (Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!)
[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
Like I'm done running laps
First one I see, he get turned to a pack
I'm like get the fuck back, soon I start clickin' [?] I rap
Put the Jill on my Jack
Beam to his back, say hello to my Gat
Mabu [?] move tact, beam on your ass, leave a bullet in [?]
[Verse 4: DD Osama & Lil Mabu]
I be back on that drill shit
Me and Mabu two deep, tryna kill shit
Know the opps gonna feel this
Cause they real niggas without the realness
No, I can't say the last part
I think that it's time to give Mabu a black card
No I don't got security with me
But me and DD got some armed guns
[Chorus: Lil Mabu]
Like I'm done running laps
First one I see, he get turned to a pack
I'm like get the fuck back, soon I start clickin' [?] I rap
Put the Jill on my Jack
Beam to his back, say hello to my Gat
Mabu [?] move tact, beam on your ass, leave a bullet in [?]
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