Smylez - All Rappers Must Die 3 lyrics

[Intro: Smylez] All rappers must die 3 We bustin in all yall cribs We layin all yall down on the floor And we shootin all yall in yall f**in heads Squad [Verse 1: Smylez] All rappers must die welcome to the third chapter She gon' swallow all the gas and won't even burp after Broke n***as equal usage when they can't afford data If Gucci at the end I must've read the book backwards Jojo where my hood b**h Yeah I be with Swagg 'n' them n***as all gold they can't afford all platinum I went to school with half of em Impersonated half of em I'm a stop em out on Facebook and start taggin' em n***as b**h I swear to God If she charge for head, then she probably should be gettin charged I know n***as who do credit scores, they on credit fraud Junkies outside, Block like 106 n Park n***a don't you swim with sharks b**h n***a I can see you, you are see through I just might turn YouTube into MeTube House of pain, we got thirty poppers up in each room b**h I got A-E-I and O, I don't need U Cop a pound, Smoke an ounce Break it down, Bag and sell Rocks and the clucks out this world like Dragon Tales We like thotty bodies, gimme toppy We play smash and bale I can teach you how to have that heat b**h Cla** in Hell Don't wanna see me back up in that kick though Don't you start b**h I will bus' up in your front like Rosa Parks Hop up on my boat, b**h I float We got Noah's arc b**hes losing clothes like it's BET Afterdark I make my self invisible before I be predictable Bullets we got several, Divide an individual p**y good, wouldn't be surprised if it's nutritional But I'll subrtract a b**h if she ever get additional, (money) Sneak shootin I hate that Come up in your crib and spray that Catch you in the tub, Leave gunpowder all around your shower like Ajax It don't matter what month she give me June front in the Maybach I heard a opp buyin ten racks And these broke n***as couldn't pay that That's a damn shame 30 poppers and hand blades I like my hoes authentic I hit a ho that's handmade I can afford good Fiji but I ain't too good to drink out the faucet 10k just to work with Smylez and like all my payments direct deposit [Verse 2: Jank] All rappers must die Gotta die some day I go nuts on you soft n***as like a sundae Ridin through your strip, my whip fit for a runway Curiosity k**ed the cat, it's easy to die the dumb way I ain't talkin MMG when I say Gunplay k** em on Friday Casket his a** Monday I will not sit here and listen to weak a** lyrics Promoters need to pay me for a f**in appearance I come out with goonies I don't need no clearance Pistol whip a f** n***a, smack him with the extension I'm the hottest n***a around, the kid is gifted sh**tin on anybody that's within the distance The haters lookin at me like, "He rap, it ain't sweet," Hold your homie down and blow a hole through his knee cap I kidnap your b**h and you won't get no feedback Believe that Send her back to you where the sea at Sittin in my office off a mountain of weed Chopper on my floor while im countin my chesse XD on me we gon turn up the heat These rap dudes don't want to turn up with me And I don't do the internet I don't sneak diss I got your b**h chewing dicks like Winterfresh Beef, I ain't the one you should go with You come in the party and see the guys Waving Glocks like glow sticks It's a green light jack I'm back on my go sh** Oh sh**, the feds waitin, got they a** dope sick With us on top, you will not manage Drippin full of damage muthaf**a Thats the ALS Ice Challenge Your funeral arrangements get your people together And for any other n***a make a sequel whenever, (twice) n***as talkin crazy, you should speak to me better Smylez said, "get em" We gone k** em together Im done with these dudes, I done gave em enough 30 something bars, they ain't payin enough 5000 for a feature, is you payin or what? If not, get your f** a** away from my truck I won't say much It's League Boii Gang and all my n***as stay up f**in with us'll get you sprayed up, J