Manny Fresh Mix lyrics

Artist  : Unlv 
Song : Manny Fresh Mix



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 Verse 1:



It aint ove yall i got some shit on my chest
these niggas bittin beats given me 

reasons to flex, you know they know when we
catchem we gon bag em' tie them 

clowns up 3rd wall stockem' we gon dragem' threw
the fuckin river shit is 

realer than it ever been, them suckas playin
knowin how the U spin the benz, 

and when i'm mad aint no tellin what i'ma do, run
in ya crib kill ya kids and 

ya momma too, then find you and make you pay for
what you done mah dogg, dirty 

dirty gettin dirty ready to take ya wig off, i
smoked a marbol to try to keep 

myself stable loadin guns at the round table, now
i'm able, capable to take 

another one out, loose lips sank ships shoulnd't
been runnin ya mouth, now ima 

ride out after i kill and destroy this is revenge
for my lil nigga Bad Ass 

Yellow Boy



Chorus:(chorus 2x)

You can copy all you want 

you can ever try to sing it 

but none of yal niggas can bring it like we bring
it

this aint no remake or sella we the real
machoy

this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass Yellow
Boy







Verse 2:



Big tight wit mah group and i'm makin them guns
ring masked up dressed in black 

and i'm throwin them things, kept it blowin on
tha top 4 for about 4 years but 

now you niggas gots to pay dealers no more tears,
yeah tha rumor done got out 

UNLV comein agian, motha fucka that means
nobody's ?????

take a blow to the group we troups we neva die, i
told yall mother fuckers time 

after time, we uptown niggas livin violent
violent nowi'm ride for tha skae of 

just ridin, the hood mackin flexs hit tha block
and i'll be hidin revenge to 

what yall did to one of mah friends, i got my
money right nah we can go to war 

spend the benz all that yappin but i'lll get
loaded agian don't make me shoot a 

bad in go to cave ya bitches chest in how i'm a
ride out afta i kill and 

destroy this is revenge for my lil nigga Bad Ass
Yellow Boy, called shots like 

i did blood gocked...



(chorus 2x)



Verse 3: We gonna dragem once agian spinin wth
full tint leave a note around 

his neck that reads yella revenge i cought him
slippin ar the liquor store 

cocked a 4 kick tha door he screemed like a hoe
yall don't shoot me nomore, FA 

SHO, ya better be lookin for some bullet proof
headgear fuck tha dumb shit i'm 

takin dome shots this year knock ya down like
they did st. thomas leave bitches 

in shock and niggas hit tha wall



I hide behind the milk box my disquise is smooth
fitted like a buisness man 

rockin timberland boots smokin that crew to those
whose put that evil on mah 

mind while i wait to buck this nigga with this 9
so stop cryin which one of you 

motha fuckas got the nuts to run up on us its
like a bonuswhen i get to use tha 

mack 90 get real grindy scadadle to the west so
you can't find me i can motha 

fucka doin 90 



I got these niggas hostage bite and gotta stop
bitch eerthing we make you 

bitch's jock and try to copy it ride on out i
don't want no motha fuckin dap 

now who killed mah boy yella aka fella hard head
rapper crushin ya bone i be 

eager to kill a nigga dumb his body in the river
on tha reala boy i'm a 

familiar garilla yall know i'm still standin
thuggin huffin and puffin you 

niggas thuggin tha hood mack flex and hit tha
block and start tha bustin



( 3 gun shots)



chorus 2x