Exodia Da Don - 00-7 Lyrics

The Reaper Don
The baddest mother f*cker
Cock it back and let you have it
Came from the bottom im still breathing
They kicked me out of the Garden of Eden
But I'm a god
Lets go
Bout to drop bands on you hoes
You a goofy you ain't choice
Here to help you get exposed
He a loser you ain't know
Wanna pull up
Run them one
I play dirty leave you slumped
Bang that choppa hear them drum
Chasing clout you bitches dumb
There's no one like me
I'm tryna warn you know
(I'm tryna warn you now)
Do the right thing spike Lee
Unless you tryna die
(Unless you tryna die)
You wanna run ya mouth
But you ain't saying shit
You clocking post
Well if the shoe fits
You niggas sassy mind ya business
Tape yo dick up call you women
She a rat she a snake
In her face tryna save face
Yeah she a duck ran out luck
Run out of luck
Oh you from the Brooklyn so now you tough
Yall can't be trust get out my way
End this this match twist of fate
You hoes is flexing for the gram
I'ma show you who I am
I'm in ya face like Noxzema
Rebuke you hoes call you demons
I can't f*ck with what yall on
Stand on business like im yall
I take one I'll take you all
I know im bad it's on the wall
Dropping bars like im the stars
Hold up hold up bring it back
I take em' all (huh)
Bout to drop bands on you hoes
You a goofy you ain't choice
Here to help you get exposed
He a loser you ain't know
Wanna pull up
Run them one
I play dirty leave you slumped
Bang that choppa hear them drum
Chasing clout you bitches dumb
There's no one like me
I'm tryna warn you know
(I'm tryna warn you now)
Do the right thing spike Lee
Unless you tryna die
(Unless you tryna die)
Bitch I don't do no talking
Stay off the internet
Why you flexing with no views
How you start it and you lose
Yeah they call me (um) greatness
How you keeping that fake shit
I don't need no sneaky friends
Just to get shot in the end
You think you bad
Show me up
Know I'm patient what's the rush?
Keep you eyes up or get snuffed
40 cal will have you dancing
Make em go go like they Megan
Going live but u be faking
You a thug in the streets
But at night you be steady caking
I can't f*ck with what yall on
Stand on business like im tall
I take one I'll take you all
I know im baddest on the wall
Dropping bars like im the star
(Like im the f*cking star)
Call 'em up this the war
Bout to drop bands on you hoes
You a goofy you ain't choice
Here to help you get exposed
He a loser you ain't know
Wanna pull up
Run them one
I play dirty leave you slumped
Bang that choppa hear them drums
Chasing clout you bitches dumb
There's no one like me
I'm tryna warn you know
(I'm tryna warn you now)
Do the right thing spike Lee
Unless you tryna die
(Unless you tryna die)
Huh