EL Reon - The Beginning (feat.Konkrete Fatman) Lyrics

Word around town young nigga is a king I don't even know how y'all can't even see
Mind of a maniac call boosie b
I'll chop yo ass up don't play with the team root of all evil is money
Everything call my guys up and they will clear the scene
Rock em with this beam
Shoot you with this beam
My Dope super crazy what's that a triple beam
Make the doe come back call it crispy cream
Hoes tried to play me never saw you as a queen
Money is the queen and lil wodie is the king what I'm trippin for turnt dirty money clean
I can press the dope back yeah super mean
My momma always told me be all you can be
Remember high school I was labeled as a king
What's the hold up jack boy robbery
I'm lethal with this weapon ain't no cop in me
If they ever come and get me ain't no coppin plea
F*ck a pussy nigga we a catch him while he leanin
Beamin like a demon make his bitch Eat all our semen
4nemm be the reason yeah my son be the reason
Ooo yeah my son be the reason
Jump up out the regal got me feeling like the Beatles f*ck a pussy nigga
We can shoot it out when you see me smack the shit out of chief
We don't care bout no leader man before anything shoot a nigga teeth

I'm juss tryna Get this
Money bitch for my future
Shorty We got techs we got macs we got rugers
4nemm dey a shoot ya
Leave you stinkin like manure
Imma f*ckin carnivor
I like my blood pure
Suwoo like a blood
Bitch I'm dripping watchu think
This Mac on my side it a make a nigga plank
Imma beat da case I got funds fa da shit
We ain't worried bout no niggas we brought guns in this bitch
This 40 get to bussin
Smack a nigga give him cucussion
Niggas dey be cappin dey really be nothin
I told shorty been over let me see it bus it
Bitch I'm tryna f*ck ya
I ain't really wit da cuffin
Took ha to da crib yeah You kno a nigga on it
Yeah Hit ha from da back n I had da bihh runnin
We walk up joints and we have niggas duckin
We sum Lil savage ass niggas not to f*ck with
Yeah we gang bangin
Caine slangin
Bitch we dangerous
Niggas dey be bout it til dat Draco get to flamin
Bullets get to singin
On a Sunday Kirk franklin
Or Anita baker
Bitch I ball like a raider
Money on my radar
I ain't neva been a traitor
Niggas dey be fu dey be hatin on a player
F*ck wit my brother f*ck nigga Imms spray ya
I cnt stand a hater
Real nigga perpetrators
Ion need no favors
Bitch imma do it major
Run shit like da mayor
I got dope at da laire
Cut it up bag it up
Flip it up Divide it up
Shorty wanna die for nun
Make a nigga slide on ya
Momma crib fye it up
Baby momma tie her up
Out here like a scavenger
Wtf you hidin for

Boss shit
I just bought chain n it's frost bit
Cautious
You don't kno a nigga stay cautious
Nauseous yeahh all dis money got me nauseous
He sound like a bitch from da way da nigga talk shit
Me against world young nigga on his PAC Shit
Bitch we from da hill we don't be on dat
Opp shit