Tribal Young Brown - End Game
[Intro]
(Pro Viib beats)
[Verse 1]
I drop bags on these fuck niggas heads, I want 'em dead
Call up the funeral home, tell 'em put 'em in the bed
Put 'em in a pine box, you know, the kind that don't lock
Ain't no comin' back after your ass get popped
Hit him with a head shot, after he seen a red dot
Witnesses called the cops after they seen the body drop (911, what's your emergency?)
Just another dead opp, laid out on the block
I can pay a nigga two K to come and get your ass any day
So don't fuckin' play with the tribe that way
I can fly to DR and send you to see God
So shit, I guess we can both travel pretty far (Uh-huh)
Don't play with the tribe unless you're ready to die
I'll hop in a ride, tell them niggas to slide
And then put on a suit and tie just to watch your mama cry (That's fucked up)
I went to New York today, I was really lookin' for Jay
I told him I need another beat made, another nigga done played (Uh-huh)
It's a nice rainy day for a nigga to get slain
I'm okay, nigga, don't look at me that way (Fuck you looking at?)
He got caught in the Jetta, guess he didn't like the weather
It's okay, in his next life he'll, nigga, do better (Maybe he will)
I'ma violate the shit out of a nigga if he come outside
Trust me, nigga when I say ain't gon' be no peaceful vibes
The only thing I really know is how to commit crimes
I'ma push a nigga off a bridge to see if he can fly
[Interlude]
I'm telling you, man
These niggas be thinking they the illest shit out
Or they the hottest rapper out and shit
But in reality, it's not
So when niggas come to me talking to me crazy
Nah, man, don't even, don't even do it, nigga
[Verse 2]
Fuck you, nigga, don't even fuckin' ask me why
I'ma hit the nigga Mello up and tell him about some shit (Uh-huh)
He just gonna respond, "Come on, nigga"
"You already know how we motherfuckin' get it in" (You already know, nigga)
It should be a sin, the way that I use my pen
Rackin' up streams, come on, thank you, come again
I'm TYB, I don't give a fuck if you don't know me
It's okay, I'ma let my stats speak for me anyway
Every time I get in the booth, the world know I'm the truth
You lie in your rhymes, nigga, that's why they don't fuck with you (Yep)
Tribal Brown murdered that beat, yeah, I told Jay
I'ma make the world wanna fuck with you today (Real)
This is the end, let me put down my pen
Until the next time you hear a Pro Viib beat, rewind it and play it again (Uh-huh)
[Outro]
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