Retaliation - Young Cellski, Cougnut, Baldhead Rick

Niggas always talking that drama shit

That’s the reason why I got that long ass thirty clip

Pushed in that ass of that Glock 17

I ain’t gone miss so stop running from the beam

Coward ass niggas talk good but they dead

How the fuck you gone win with that beam on your forehead

40 after 40 after 40 after six pack

Gurpin like a motherfuckin St. Ide’s maniac

Livin in the warzone shit is kinda fucked up

Cell on the left on the right call me Cougnut

Niggas wanna jack I jack when you wanna jack

You pull your gat I pull my gat plottin to straight bust back

Infrared his finger when that dome is gettin caught g

Fuckin with this I-M-P niggas gone die see

Call my nigga Cell said meet me at the 'tel

Time to pack his body send him straight to hell

Rider life is serious cock a sweeper and I’m nothin nice

If you did it once check your nuts you can do it twice

Retaliation

Verse 2: Cellski:

On that ass as I blast with my Ruger

I don’t give a fuck and a nigga ain’t a afraid to shoot ya

Lettin off shells then we bail up in my buck'

Poppin at these niggas as I watch em run through they cuts

Doing much dirt on your turf as I perv

Niggas get served with the ruggy-rug or thee Mossberg

Retaliation cuz them niggas tried to pop me

You thought I was going out like that g

Two niggas is all it take to spray up yo set

To make sure that niggas don’t leave no finger prints

I’m up audi, then I head back to me turf

Tellin my niggas to strap up cuz we just did some dirt

I’m on the late night I’m rollin' wit my nigga 'Nut

On the other side cuz my nigga had some butt

These hoes might be some snakes so I think I brings me Glock

And plus these hoes livin right on thee dope spot

I pulled up in front of the house I seen a gang of fools

Mean muggin as we jumped out the old school

One nigga said «where y’all from loc?»

I said «nigga from thee land of thee gun smoke»

Niggas start loc’ing up them niggas tried to rush us

Punk ass busters fucked with the wrong motherfuckers

I’ll be back and that’s on my mind

I went to the house to get the Mack

And took 'Nut to get his 9

And if I go through it’s 20 years life I’m facing

But as long as a nigga got

Retaliation

Verse 3: Baldhead Rick:

When I serve a face I grab my Swisher sweet

Then I go into a gotta retaliation on that ass tweak

Snatch my Ruger gun creepin down these San Franpsycho steets

Lookin for somebody that these hollows will wanna fuckin meet

Hopin to see thee enemy with somebody else

Because my friends inside these clips is gonna introduce themselves

Lettin em go and watchin em drop poppity-pop-pop-pop

Now watch his ass gone off the corner from these 13

Automatic Ruger shots

Now you met the boy, kid, UNLV assassin

Retaliation was on my mind that’s why I came to the hood

Just blastin

Never lived in no 'jects never get no respect

Never thought of retaliation

Shooting niggas in the chest with tech’s

A young outcast muggin thuggin and hangin

Grabbin game and slanging 'caine and

Introduced into the world of bangin

So retaliation pure on these San Franpsycho streets

Niggas feels from Fillmoe to HP to SD to LV

That packing a gun is oh-so-so necessary

The niggas will see you in the grave 6 feet deep or in the

Mortuary

That’s why I got this bitch named Mack Mary

Pull her on the ATF highway patrol watch the police be scary

Uh, I guess that’s why I had to waste em

Cuz on my mind all I was thinking nigga was

Retaliation