Stunna - Red Everything. lyrics

Hook: Lil OG Red Everything! Red Carpet! Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit Red Everything! Red Bentley Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me Red Everything Red Bentley Y'all ain't sh**. Hit em with a Semi. Verse 1: Stunna I be on that nice flow. Bro, I got a nice ho Young Money, free Flow J is the big bro. Yeah, & man I love that Cali f** the Feds, man ya can't have me. Yeah, I know you n***as mad I know you n***as sad White boy, I'm so Rad Boy, I'll bust yo a**. I don't think you know Never, ever wife a ho Y'all lil' pussies slow. Yeah. F.M.E, LMCMB Y'all can't even see me. On that Cali Kush That good tree. Hook: Lil OG Red Everything! Red Carpet! Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit Red Everything! Red Bentley Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me Red Everything Red Bentley Y'all ain't sh**. Hit em with a Semi. Verse 2: Lil OG Red Everything, Blood gang Five. f** around with a blood, end up with no eyes. Cause we real Gangsta's. Call 50, cause you a damn wa*ksta. Red flag raised. God is who we praise. Can't stand Lil UNit, that n***a gay. I mean why the dissing? Dick is all he kissing. He hear this, he straight flippin' Yeah. Red flag in that right pocket Reppin' Piru, & we ain't even stoppin' Hook: Lil OG Red Everything! Red Carpet! Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit Red Everything! Red Bentley Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me Red Everything Red Bentley Y'all ain't sh**. Hit em with a Semi. Verse 3: Lil JJ Shelby's where its at, tilt the Gatti to the right You know how them bullets travel. Maf**a book a flight. I can't hang with basic hoes I know ya hate me bro Coupe white as the snow Blood Gang, we make ya insides blow You n***as trippin. Tie ya lace. I'm the Evil twin, the name is Ace. I'll bust a Krab, where they swimmin? Take a look at yo girl. That a** I'm drillin I'm with the OG, & my n***a Stunna And I'm just JJ, boy Ima Gunna I keep it real, boy one hundred I'm in Skinny Jeans, with some Converses I could k** ya, get jail, is it worth it? I'll let Squad shoot em', cause he registered Rob ya shop, get to the Register. Uh, these n***as p**y, but they ain't tight And if I'm wrong, there is no right. No. Fresh Money til I die Shoot you in ya eye. You can't beat me, don't try. Hook: Lil OG Red Everything! Red Carpet! Shut ya face ho, throw ya in a mosh pit Red Everything! Red Bentley Shoot ya face up, & tell em OG sent me Red Everything Red Bentley Y'all ain't sh**. Hit em with a Semi.