Freck Billionaire - Warning (Uncle Murda Diss) lyrics

Hey Murda You thought you was gon just throw them cheap shots And it was gon be that? Like I wasn't gon come right back around the block With that 100 round drum on your dumb a** ? Lets get it I ain't you n***a I dont give no warning shots They sleepin on the boy, this where all the yawning stops Shoot first, questions last thats what I say This n***a Uncle Murda softer than a Spa day Dont he know the whole family clap mags Play retarded, have your coupe with them handicapped tags How the boy done call himself King n***a what that sound like ? How you claim king and you can't even reach the Crown Heights And thats a BK line They call me Mr. Bar for Bar b**h they replay mine You tried to diss my n***a Fab on some lame sh** Hov only f**ed with you cause y'all have the same lips I k** em all up, till there ain't a poor soul I give a f** how many tickets that your tour sold When them hollow tips is going thru your torso Bullets go clean thru a sneaker got a tore sole West Philly Freck, I dont do no hate The closest you came to a murder when they almost k**ed you in ‘08 We can end it here n***a or we can take it further I get you kidnapped, thats how you get away with murder Yeah, you know my M.O. pimp For a shooter's front windsheld's limo tint I can't even lie tho, this sho' is fun Reppin the GMG, n***as better get more guns In fact, n***a you better have the Navy witcha sh** about to get ugly like your baby picture You say its beef, I come to butcher the cow Catch you in that V, AR clips'a push you a mile Till my n***as pray cans to graffiti your door Tryna eat whats not theirs real greedy'a bull Diss my man for attention you media who*e I'm one fifty one, you Pediasure On your best day you look like a cleaned up dope head Murda, you about as hard as Selena Gomez This is family n***a, you never cross my brother I put you in that box one arm across the other I give a f** about your past or who's your f**ing b**h If I dig some dirt up on you this'll be a ducking ditch Two options for the weapons just blam off How you want it OK Corral or Mexican stand off You went and dissed a f**in n***a from your own borough Thats why Im on your f**ing top now homegirl I send my Philly n***a Steuce smoking that zombie wet Took that Murda out your name, cause you ain't catch a homi' yet You switch your name up now you think you going far Bunch of change for a couple of dollars, you'se a Coin Star I still rep my brother to the Rucker Changed your name to U.M. you ugly mothaf**a How you n***as disrespect, I just slay them guys And know the Catsk** cold, upstate N.Y West Philly Freck b**h everything cold When I drop, Im f**ing up the streets like a sink hole n***as heard Kendrick say names and think sh**'s sweet The wave you rode just just brought your a** to sh**'s Creek And anybody riding they get shot for what they men says The ratchet got a body on it, Jocelyne Hernandez Yeah Hundred round drum on you n***a f**, you thought you was just gon mention n***as name and not come spray back n***a Huh ? Next time you wanna talk raise your f**ing hand like a lil n***a supposed to do This coming from me n***a And I ain't even speak to Fab about this sh** n***a West side Street family CBL n***a Yeah ??? Its Sheer disrespect n***a Bar for bar Black card Holla at me n***a