RAPPIN' RON & ANT DIDDLEY DOG

RAPPIN' RON & ANT DIDDLEY DOG - You Ain't Heard Shit Yet lyrics

[Ant Diddley Dog]

Yeah, I hope your motherfucking eardrums is ready for this

Bad N-Fluenz in the motherfuckin' house

Finna kick some shit for all the niggas who think they be flowing

I'm about to introduce my young partner, so kick back

Hit the weed, and tweek off these motherfucking flows

Spit that shit, Rappin' Ron

[Rappin' Ron]

That nigga Ron's back, with a bomb sack

I'm either smoking or I'm signing on a contract

And you will never see me sober cause I'm always lit

And when I spit, I don't wanna hear y'all say shit

Cause when niggas talk shit, I tax they ass

While they bitch be begging for a backstage pass

Cause the bitches be loving it, just they way I be shoving dick

All down the hoes throat cause I ain't no joke

Provoke, and I'll blow your chest open

Come to Oakland, so you can get your neck broken

And I'm the nigga that's doing the neck snapping

Ripping these motherfuckers in half just like a wet napkin

I'm up to no good in yo hood I'm walking through

You know this fool, buster, who the fuck you think you talking to?

Saying you kill a crew, talking bout how you peel a few caps

When all you do is steal a few raps

Perhaps you should cut all the bullshit before you get

Beat with a bullwhip and then catch a full clip

And you'll get jumped like a grasshopper

And in the motherfucking trunk I got a pump for your ass, partner

Motherfucker, this a nine thing

You running up to Rappin' Ron and catch a permanent migrane

And murdering is what the hobby is

And I'm a motherfucking gangsta nigga, ain't that shit obvious?

Boy you can't hang, I'm deep in the game

Rappin' Ron is the name, smoking bomb is the game

And every day I'm smoking it, straight out of Oakland, bitch

Cussing when I'm busting, crushing that mediocre shit

Nigga cross the line and I'm beating those

Cause they try to bust flows and they fold and they decompose

And I kick back like a big vet

So nigga you can hit the deck but you still ain't heard shit yet

[Ant Diddley Dog]

Man, told y'all motherfuckers he was a goddamn fool!

Hell naw, fucking with these young gangsta poets

Coming with this lyrical-ass shit

My young parter Rappin' Ron gonna show you y'all

Motherfuckers how it's supposed to be done

So turn up the goddamn Zaps and bump them 15's

Cause you STILL ain't heard shit yet

[Rappin' Ron]

You ain't heard shit yet, cause I'm a motherfuckin' vet

My style will break off and take off just like a jet

Set to grab the tec, and pop in some clips

And hit the corner in the mob, let off some shots while they diss

Bitch you'd better break, killing is in the take

First the 8 then the 9 so you'd better get it straight

Wait, nigga stizzop, Ron's getting prizzops

And if you get disgusted you'll get busted in your chizzops

You can't fuck with me, cause I'm a young G

Nigga the O is the town, the 89 is the T

That's my turf since the birth, putting fools in a hearse

Yeah I love to bust raps, but I gotta bust caps first

Leaving punk motherfuckers on they backs

Cause when I pull my straps, all them saps just collapse

And I watch them figgety fall, cause I'm a higgedy hog

Coming up out the kiggedy cut with my partner Ant Diddley Dog

I ain't scared, cause they unprepared

I said "flee" and the fled, I said "bleed" and they bled from the head

Now they doead, they caught too many slugs

But gimme the mic and I'm ripping and rapping and rocking

And dropping them lugs

So motherfuckers love Rappin' Ron cause I'm perking up off that bomb

And I'm really not that high when I'm off that chocolate Thai

So let's go and get some dank and some drank and let's lounge

Don't try to creep, peep a nigga from the town

That's down to blow up your whole fucking block

Get on my nerve when I'm perved and get served like a knot

And then catch the shot from my glock when it busts

Yeah you probably be fucking with them but nigga but you never be fucking

with us

So trust, that punk motherfuckers get served

Talk shit when I'm lit and get kicked to the curb

And punk-ass niggas get served quick

And your ass needs to chill cause you still ain't heard shit

[Ant Diddley Dog]

Goddamn! This nigga's sick as fuck!

Check thise out, man, oooh, this nigga ain't even finished yet

So calm your motherfucking ass down, peep this last verse

[Rappin' Ron]

Now everybody think that I lost it

So they be running up quick but I be coming up with that raw shit

The one that flow, now everyone I know

I'm another motherfucker and I'm coming from the O

To the A to the K, straight from the Bay

Where the nigga slang the yey or they either snort the pay

Some niggas be hopped out, big time and got clout

And some went to school but them fools just dropped out

So if you made it, nigga, then I'm glad you made it

But I'm undereducated cause I never graduated

But I don't give a FUCK about no goddamn diploma

I'd rather grab my gat and put a nigga in a coma

I don't know no calculus, algebra, or geometry

But I got my gat so I know trigga-nometry

And all that school shit was nerve-racking

That shit ain't gave me pape, that's the reason I prefer jacking

Perking off of Genuine Draft

The kinda nigga that'll put a couple in you and laugh

Lend you half a motherfucking gravesite

You can't fuck with the man with my hand on my guage tight

But I'm a do it like this so your crew will know

Tie your leg to a car, tie the other to a pole

Talk shit and laugh cause I got the gift of gab

Hop in the car, hit the gas, watch your ass split in half

Motherfuckers think that they stacking

I got more raps than a gift and more straps than a straightjacket

It's just that flow shit, that coming up out the O shit

Now wait for the next song so you can hear some more shit, bitch

Rappin' Ron in this motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?

Saying what's up to all my potnas in East Oakland, California

Crazy-assRegis from 89th Avenue

My potna Ace, my homeboy FT

You know how we doing it, my potnas Sunny and Shine

Just kicking it, doing this Oakland type shit

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