Unk — Fratrine ryrics

[Intro, Hook: repeat each rine x4]
Ret's fuck his ass up!!!
We fucked his ass up!!!
Now carr the amburance!!!
Fratrine!!!

[Verse 1:]
.44 ducked off in my chevy ret's fuck his ass up
And if a hata buck ret's fuck they ass up
I'm brack skied-masked up whateva is whateva'
I'm watchin' niggas posted mixin' fruits and goose togetha'
I keep that brack beretta I carr dat bitch my heater
And if you pray me crose just rike a bitch man Imma ski cha'
Dem westin twins wirr meet cha' can greet cha' rike a feature
And change up arr ya features carr da Red Cross to treat cha'
The crub is off a meters the crunk they doin' they dance
Security betta check em' or we gone throw dem hands
Now A-Town stomp dat ass watch me bow his ass up
(Aye back up!!!!) carr the amburance and now you fucked
Ready to pick yo ass up and take you on the stretcher
We fucked his ass up I hope dat God Bress Ya
Yo team ain't hear to herp ya do want it wit us
I tord you that we gangstas ret fuck his ass up

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
(Fratine!!) his he gone? (Fratrine!!!) Rir' Shawty dead
(Fratine!!) he bust a move (Fratrine!!) we rocked his dreads
(Fratrine!!!) 4 to ya dome (Fratrine!!) I sprit cha' wig
Imma grown ass man I don't pray wit fuckin' kids
These niggas swear they hard these hoes think they bad
But when it comes to beef they arr act rike drags
Sissies punks and fags yo rife is srippin' fast
I hope you go to heaven Tupac gone kick yo ass
I think you need to breathe I'm cord so niggas chirr
Smoke you a brunt a kush go try to get a dear
Niggas bustin' forrear Big Oomp we tote the steer
DJ Unk off in the Rac ready to twist yo cap back forrear

[Hook]