X-Raided - Who But Me lyrics

[X-Raided talking] n***a who was the first one screamin' the block On these records n***a? Who was the first n***a that brought the town Really nationwide n***a? Who but me n***a? [Verse 1] Draggin' it tellin' it n***a ways, and peepin' the game Packin' it sellin' it n***a pay, keepin' the change Raided Deep in the game crack, sellin' it n***a track Hit the bell and it hold back on the scene Wid felons greens inhalin' the smoke Sub-machines full ah violence on foes In the club shoot beams and walk Lookin' for fiends sellin' souls to the cops red Died in his shirt hurt, silence is proved dead I'm a soul to the block n***a that think violence is cute Chase n***as in hot pursuit, nine's is mute Silencers screwed on the nose of the barrels That cry murders youth Throw holes in devils like po' do Cause riots and urge my loc if to ghost you Madman motherf**a we lootin' this mansion Cause you lyin', rhymin' wid pa**ion but no truth Bad hands is dealt, like gamblers in Vegas Milk wives and n***as amplifiers invade the Scrambler motherf** it he called yo convo Red or blue if you cut the wrong one the bomb blow We roll super thick like fire ants Troop wid heat like we bought gun stores wid my advance Who but me? [Chorus 2X: X-Raided] and (Dott Dogg) Who be flashin' (n***a!) Who be mashin' (n***a!) Who be smashin' (n***a!) Who but me? (Madman!) If you cashin' (n***a!) If you blastin' (n***a!) If you thrashin', troop wid me (Madman!) [Verse 2] I'm can cannin' it n***a Been bringin' it n***a f** a lil Glocks and bails been bringin' it n***a Scope loc Dogg crippin' it, slip the clip in it Catch 'em slippin' on dubs jack, then I'm strippin' it Hennessey sippin' it, dope sack flippin' it Call the case I still got, court Dott skippin' it I ain't new to this n***a, been true to this n***a Off branch talkin' bout what they gon' do to this n***a But I ain't feelin' them n***as So I'm k**in' them n***as Don't you try to tell him now these Pair ah villains fillin' up n***as Y'all know how I do, and know what I does Set trip ain't no love, let 'em know what's up cuz Madman till my casket drop it don't stop f** the haters and the cops Tell them n***as give you props And I only got my love for my thugs and b**hes And all I got for enemies is some slugs and stitches [Chorus] [Verse 3] You'll get lost in the mix n***a, swallowed in the game You get the flossin' it slippin' it up wildin' wid the pain Like Baby Layne, catch you in the mall and stomp ya brain Cause I want yo chain I'm sick and don't want to change My n***as is followin' the same groove we Stick to the scripts stick to the Crips All them other fools get dicks to the lips So I share no blunt, my b**h bought Nikes and boxers Don't wear no pumps, buy me a Glock and report it stolen Holdin' my chips to the roll of the die Wid the loot like Scrooge Mcduck tuck yo j**els Or my crew push up the conversatin' choose to buck Momma waitin' for me to rise Motivation to my girl be demise You hear me n***a be advised I do whatever it takes Get together wid snakes, go to hell and sit forever and bake Look in my eyes you can see it if you willin' to try True indeed no disguise for what I'm feelin' inside Who but me? [Chorus]