Menace to Society Songtext
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Menace to Society Songtext
(me a top shotta)
Osama
I heard the city don′t like me
But nobody wants to try me (why)
Rappers in town (oh yeah), they don't invite me (oh no)
They say i′m reckless, I will catch a body (what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Me a shoot him down (him down)
Ak, I up that, shoot him to the ground
Don't let him come around (why)
He's a menace to society (huh)
They say mayday,he so violent
I start gang gang riots
(ayy now why they don′t ever invite me to nothing,look)
Cause they heard about shit that i did, like niggas i flipped
Osama, don′t say that
They tell 'em the stories, how niggas ain′t make it
But they say that i'm faking well, I′ma take 'em way back
Caught a nigga lacking put a slug through his wave cap
Oh, there they go, cadillac parked at a racetrack
Double double back, walk ′em down, tell 'em we aced that
Kill a nigga cousin but i make him get his lick back
I don't got a problem, i don′t know about this and that
Make it sound good but i′m knowing that i did that
I push a nigga weed back
Front line center hanging out the window
Hitter tryna find a victim
Spot 'em and drop ′em, a shot to that
Ghouls on alert, do my dirt by my lonesome
I ain't got a hitta but my nigga be stalking
With a 30 sitting on me
Bet i pull up on ′em, make a nigga quit talking
They just be rapping, I been to the pen
Seventeen on a cell block, I was getting it in
Talking no strap, rocking out, i had to use my hands
Better tell 'em again, this here′s what it is
I heard the city don't like me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But nobody wants to try me (why)
Rappers in town (oh yeah), they don't invite me (oh no)
They say i′m reckless, I will catch a body (what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Me a shoot him down (him down)
Ak, I up that, shoot him to the ground
Don′t let him come around (why)
He's a menace to society (huh)
They say mayday, me so violent
I start gang gang riots
They hurt my feelings when they say i′m not involved
I just wanna ball
But i can't cause i′m not like them
I'm cut from a different cloth
Why
Me a top shotta, me a rude boy
Me a bomboclaat, me a murder them
Murder them all
Me nothing like them
Me nothing like them other boy
Boo ya
Me a top shotta for real
(gang)
Osama
Osama
I heard the city don′t like me
But nobody wants to try me (why)
Rappers in town (oh yeah), they don't invite me (oh no)
They say i′m reckless, I will catch a body (what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Me a shoot him down (him down)
Ak, I up that, shoot him to the ground
Don't let him come around (why)
He's a menace to society (huh)
They say mayday,he so violent
I start gang gang riots
(ayy now why they don′t ever invite me to nothing,look)
Cause they heard about shit that i did, like niggas i flipped
Osama, don′t say that
They tell 'em the stories, how niggas ain′t make it
But they say that i'm faking well, I′ma take 'em way back
Caught a nigga lacking put a slug through his wave cap
Oh, there they go, cadillac parked at a racetrack
Double double back, walk ′em down, tell 'em we aced that
Kill a nigga cousin but i make him get his lick back
I don't got a problem, i don′t know about this and that
Make it sound good but i′m knowing that i did that
I push a nigga weed back
Front line center hanging out the window
Hitter tryna find a victim
Spot 'em and drop ′em, a shot to that
Ghouls on alert, do my dirt by my lonesome
I ain't got a hitta but my nigga be stalking
With a 30 sitting on me
Bet i pull up on ′em, make a nigga quit talking
They just be rapping, I been to the pen
Seventeen on a cell block, I was getting it in
Talking no strap, rocking out, i had to use my hands
Better tell 'em again, this here′s what it is
I heard the city don't like me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
But nobody wants to try me (why)
Rappers in town (oh yeah), they don't invite me (oh no)
They say i′m reckless, I will catch a body (what)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Me a shoot him down (him down)
Ak, I up that, shoot him to the ground
Don′t let him come around (why)
He's a menace to society (huh)
They say mayday, me so violent
I start gang gang riots
They hurt my feelings when they say i′m not involved
I just wanna ball
But i can't cause i′m not like them
I'm cut from a different cloth
Why
Me a top shotta, me a rude boy
Me a bomboclaat, me a murder them
Murder them all
Me nothing like them
Me nothing like them other boy
Boo ya
Me a top shotta for real
(gang)
Osama
Writer(s): Melvin A Noble, Trevor Christopher Latshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com