Local 580 Burn `em Like A Bitch Lyrics

Local 580 Burn `em Like A Bitch lyrics

[Lil' Ya Talking]

Yeah, uhh, like that like that y'all

Local Five-Ezight-O house

Check it out



[Lil' Ya]

Slangin' Boo-Koo rock's

This dope game will never stop

I got my glock cocked!

Ready to pop 'til they all drop

Because they be reppin' on me mane

They think I'm sellin' birds

But I only got halves in my hand

I'm gettin' paid pushin' this white shit

I had to put that iron on a nigga

Cuz he tried to do a fuckin' hit

I left his brains hangin'

His blood stankin'

All over the place,

I put the Tec in his fuckin' face

What about that glock?

So you know I got to stack my ends

Gotta get my Benz! Can't fuck around

With no friends!

Because they bring me back luck

Now Doogie get on the mic and

Let me hear ya rip it up!



[B.G.]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Nigga's playa hate like some hoes

Talk behind yo fuckin' back

Big mouth, shoe showin'

Mouth at that yak-yak

I'm bout ya, try to put somethin' in yo game

Fuckin' up yo pussy that's lame

But at the same time, they just make shit longer

Spinnin' time with nine

That make ya game stronger

All up in my dick, action take it to the street

Leave brains on the concrete, slang fuckin' heat

Cuz I'm bout that drama, believe it are you sick?

If you ever test me, then yo wig gone get split

Representin' Valence, Baby Gangster comin' up

Slipped you get plucked

Trip you get fucked

That's just how that go

Slipped you get plucked

Catch a head full of slugs

Lost Boo-Koo blood

The hood done took me under

As a B.G. try'na be an O.G.

Yo, yo come down B



[Lil' Ya]

B-32!!!!



[Baby]

B-32, I'm in this motherfucker

Stompin' out the Third, I got some birds now



[Lil' Ya]

Have you heard



[Baby]

O'l Ninth Ward nigga's just stung

Got my hands, on a crate full of guns

I'm bout to bring 'em Uptown to the 



[Lil' Ya]

UPT!



[Baby]

I'm bringin' 'em in the Jets

Where these nigga's like to split me

Lil' Ya?



[Lil' Ya]

Wusup?



[Baby]

Got to get this nigga Chuck and

Pluck him with the nine to

The fat bitch duck

Fat bitch!

Duck sick, tape him up quick and

Bring him in the Calio and

Burn 'em like a bitch

Cuz I don't have no love for no

Trick ass bitch and

I don't give a fuck if it's a nigga or a bitch

So drop, release uhh

Daddy I got to have it

Let my B.G. straight and go grab it

I plucked him in the chest for nothin'

Just cuz a nigga didn't have nothin'

LA Cool, Jack's a fool

Chuck you the loose, that's the rule fool



[Kilo-G]

Bluka! Bluka! To all my enemies

Drop-a, these nigga's won't stop-a

Until I start to pop-a

It's the G motherfucker so clear the block

When I fly through this motherfucker and

Up the glock, eyes fire blazed

When I bust up on a fool ass nigga

Who thought he was bigger

But now, he taste my trigger

The clip, that split him from

His motherfuckin' lip

To the top of his dome

I had to send him home

Ain't no funnies in steel

Within the C-O Sniper

Snortin' on that chalk, always to keep me hyper and

The ki's oh please, I push them on the freeze

But now a brother straight twerkin' peas

Ha-Ha cheese, is what I stack and

I want to make more-a

G's it's what behind me showin' a nigga much love

But these two little figners he'll do yo ass in

Cuz he holdin' on a Mack-10 motherfucka!



[Mannie Fresh]

I'm the bomb like Oklahoma

Nigga, ya wann-a come against

The Seventh Ward big baller

Hot like syphilis,

Funky like donkey piss

Bitch put yo mouth on my dick and kiss

Where the sun don't shine 

Nigga meet the nine

Red Beam on my team



[B.G.]

All the time



[Mannie Fresh]

So here's the deal nigga

If you's a real nigga

Freeze the hoe shit, before ya get killed nigga

So peace to the motherfuckin' real

Keep yo knife under yo pillow and

Pack yo steel



[Mannie Fresh talking]

Yo wusup I got to hollar at

Doogie young ass, he up in here

Lil' Wayne young ass, he up in here

Ya old ass, fuckin' them hoes

Burnin' them hoes

Breakin' them hoes

Ha-Ha-ha

$lu buddy up in this bitch

White boy Mark

Baby, B-32 up in here

Slim, all them niggas

Everbody, O'dell

Up in this bitch,

Fingers fast, 

O'dell, must beat his meat

Fingers fast as a motherfucker



[Baby]

That whole 6 & B click

My nigga Nine

That VL street, that whole lil' posse

That Mac Melph Calio



[Mannie Fresh]

All them project hoes



[Baby]

And umm, if I nailed 'cha,

I'ma nail ya again, I told ya

Ha-Ha, ain't no secret

Much love to my sister Tamyra

It's all good, Lil' Ya and his children

Tec and his kid's kid's kid's