Yella`s Revenge Lyrics

Yella`s Revenge lyrics

JAMAICAN: (TEC 9):
Origin-al, dem done there, mi say boy..
Wha? (It ain't
ova yet...)
Origin-al dem done there, mi say boy..
Alright, ya'll..
Allright ya'll..
Alright, ya'll.. Allright ya'll..
Alright, ya'll..
Allright ya'll..

TEC 9:
Return of UNLV nigga, Trend Setter,
Get at
me... Trendsetter fa' ya ass....

JAMAICAN:
Lil Ya' bring the beat, now
boy, one time.. Ha..

LIL' YA: (Peep it...)
It ain't over ya'll, I got
some shit on my chest,
These niggas bitin' our beats givin' me reasons to
flex,
Even though they know, when we catch 'em we gon bag 'em,
Tie them
clowns up, 3rd Ward style, commence to drag 'em,
Through the fuckin river,
shit is realer than it ever been,
Them sucka's playin, knowin how the
"U" spin the bin,
And when I'm mad, ain't no tellin what Lil Ya
do,
Run in yo' crib, kill yo' kids and ya Mama too,
Then find you and
make you pay for what you done, my dog,
Thirty-Thirty, gettin' dirty ready
to take ya wig off,
I puff the Marlbaro, to try to keep myself
stable,
Loadin' guns at the brown table.. Now I'm able..
Capable to take
another one out,
Loose lips sink ships, shouldn't of been runnin' ya
mouth,
Now I'ma ride out, after I kill and destroy,
This is revenge fa'
my lil nigga...

TEC 9:
Bad Ass Yella Boy..

(CHORUS 2x)
TEC
9: Now you can copy all ya' wanna, you can even try to sing it,
But none of
ya'll niggas, can bring it like we bring it,
LIL' YA: This ain't no remake
or sample, we the real McCoy's,
This is revenge for my lil ni'gga...
TEC
9: Bad Ass Yella Boy...

TEC 9:
Clicked tight with my group and I'm
makin' them guns rang,
Messed up, dressed in black, and I'm throwin them
thangs,
Kept it low and on the tuck, for about 4 years..
But now you
nigga's got'sta pay dearly, no more tears..
Yea, the rumor done got out that
UNLV's comin again,
Muthafucka' that means, nobody sells tapes
again..
Took a blow to the group, but we troops, we never die,
I told
ya'll muthafucka's time after time...
We "Uptown Niggas Livin'
Violent".. violent...
Now I'ma ride for the sake of just
ridin...
The hood mack and flexa's hit the block and now they
hidin,
Revenge, for what ya'll did to one of my friends,
I got my money
right, now we could go to war, spin the bin,
All that yappin' but I'll get
loaded again,
Don't make me shoot a bag and go to cave ya' bitches' chest
in,
Now I'ma ride after I kill and destroy..
This is revenge fa my lil'
nigga.. ((Bad Ass Yella Boy))
Call shots like I get.. (my guns cocked, dont
try nigga..)

CHORUS (2x)

LIL' YA: (TEC):
We come to drag 'em
once again, spin the bin with a 4-10,
Leavin' a note around his neck that
reads.. (Yella's Revenge)
I caught him slippin' at the liquor
store,
Cocked the fo', kicked the do', he screamed like a ho,
"Ya'll
dont shoot me no more.." Fa sho!

TEC 9:
You betta' be lookin' for
some bullet-proof head gear,
Fuck the dumb shit, I'm takin' dome shots this
year,
Knock ya' down like they did the St. Thomas,
Leave bitches in shock
and nigga's right next to comas..

LIL' YA:
Look, I wait behind the
mailbox, my disguise is smooth,
'Fitted like a business man, rockin'
Timberland boots,
Smokin' that gook, that Dosai put that evil on my
mind,
While I wait to buck this nigga with this nine, so stop
cryin..

TEC 9:
Which one of you muthafucka's got's the nuts to run up
on us?
Hits like a bonus, when I get to use the Mac'Ninety,
Hit real
grimey, ske-datle to the West, where you can't find me,
I-10, muthafucka
doin' a 90...

LIL' YA:
I got these nigga's hot, snitches, bitin'
gotta stop, bitch,
Everything we make you bitches jock and try to copy
it..

TEC 9: Ride on out... I don't want no muthafuckin' dap...
Now
who killed my boy Yella a-k-a Fella?
Hard head rapper crushin' ya
bone...

LIL' YA: I be eager to kill a nigga, dump his body in the
river,
On the realla, boy... I'ma familiar Guerrilla.

TEC 9: Ya'll
know I'm steady thuggin, huffin and puffin,
You nigga's buggin, the hood
mack and flexa's hit the block
and start the bustin'.. **Gun Shot** **Gun
Shot** **Gun Shot**

CHORUS (2x)

LIL' YA:
Jeah.. Jeah..
UNLV
nigga, Trend Setters..
Representin' fa life..
We do our thing ni'gga, We
brang it..
Jeah!
My nigga Sinista..
Fya ass nigga on the
tr-izz-ack..
Ya Hoiii'rrdd Me?
Uh huh, and um, and um..
Rest In Peace
Yella, Jeah!