Splurt Diablo - Mad Max lyrics

[Verse] Man call them squad, better yet, call them gang Don't bother if you see them weird man Cuh man's getting tanned, touch any one of man's fam That's a certain blam blam blam Don't bother try rat, come to the place where you're at Leave you laying there dead, face flat What I spit is all facts, bally showing eyes and lips Swap with one that don't show jack Gotta keep it sly, n***as will gra** up your guys Man call dem ting disguise See me with a mask, know that somebody ah go die Not on a long ting, no lie Man keep it real, I ain't tryna have a man squeal When I start move Shaq O'Neill No NBA, donnies getting blasted away When I come to the place that they stay I swear on my life that I don't play with a knife You can get shanked up in your side Or up in your throat, trust me, it ain't no joke Think twice 'fore you're up in man's boat I ain't new to the war, new to the guts and gore From day, I've been rattling jaws More time, tryna trap, tryna make more like the track Got the stack where the power's all at You can still get jerked if you've got bricks of the work And you ain't tryna friend a man first Man might cop one, then in a second, you're done Don't care for your goons that come Cause this ting 'ere will push man in the air Anytime, anyplace, anywhere Darg, it's not a ting, bring who you wanna bring I'll rise the same ting and cave man in Dem boy just residents Never rep, no regiments Say that they're real but it's excrement Cause they was on me when I pressed on 'em, lean on Any p**y boy lack, I'll strain man's steam on Any badboy wannabes get squeezed on Turn the heat on or cold feet, don Get thumped in the mouth that you speak greaze from Man come to the south and you'll see what we're on Nuttin' like dem dons cause I'm really out here While them batty boys just be hiding in there I'll put a sore on man's lips for talking that sh** You can get your neck blown off Max ain't off the roads, I've flown off Call my phone, I've turned my ringtone off Return the call, ring your doorbell with shots I'm really the most Three bills, a grenade in the post No verse'll make you come close Real sh**, no, it ain't no hoax When it's time to ride, dem boy ghost But me, I'm in love with the toast Before I started bringing it on moves It was shanks and rare naked chokes But now it's gun bucks and gun smoke, normal I don't give a f** about anyone's life if it's not FT out Trust me, darg, you don't wan' draw me out Cuh me, T, E will be outside JB's inside and it hurts my heart Cuh he would've helped me done your clart But I want him out so I won't even start, mi done talk (Free JB Yeah) Say it how it is but I ain't tried snitching I'm gonna pitch him On sight, I ain't on a tock and tick ting Dem boy dere talking 'bout They can't do it till adrenaline's kicked in What? f** that, man are lifting, cliff ting Absent without leave, missing FT's so sickening pissening p**yhole listened in so we got rid of him Think I need Ritalin cuh I'm too hype like a little'un Do it for the cash, I get it in If you got a stash, I'll be there in [?] a flash Why you tryna act like you ain't scared of mash When we know that your girlfriend's got you on smash? Squeeze the hair off your 'tache Power bomb like Kevin Nash Don't turn your back on the wolfpack Cuh when we beat off then your fa**y will fall flat