Red Lyfe (Freestyle) – English Lyrics

• By: Young M.A
• Album: Red Lyfe (Freestyle)

Lyrics & Translation

[English]

It's Brooklyn, it's Red Lyfe, it's Red Lyfe, it's M.A

I write hit after hit, I get bitch after bitch.

But I don't love these hoes I should walk with a limp.

With a cane or a stick yelling trick I'm a pimp, sheesh.

My shooters got grip after grip, got a clip at the clip.

Aim right at your nose, red dot they won't miss.

Got the game, got the fifth, pussyboy take your pic, sheesh.

I drink Henn' after Henn', I get bent, I get bent.

Pass the blunt to the bro, he said bro what is this?

This is sour and piff nigga just like the spliff, sheesh.

Yeah, I'ma trip on the trip man I swear I ain't shit.

Treat these bitches like pits they act up, get 'em fixed.

Turn that man to a bitch, now come here give me kiss, pussy.

If it don't make cents it don't make any sense.

It's 'bout stacking your bricks, only 100's and 50's.

I'm a hundred percent, when I rap on my drift.

Cause I talk with my eyes and I see with my lips.

Means, I say what I see and I see what I speak.

Got this rap shit nipped, nipped in the bud.

I'm not showing no love cause that love get you clipped, raahh.

No snitching, no ratting, no telling, no no no none of that shit.

But we do whole shotty, that put holes in your body.

Make niggas do back flips.

It's Red Lyfe nigga, we 'bout that action, popping that ratchet.

Bullet go 'boo boo boo' right through your back.

And now you collapse.

Bang bang nigga, your danger, tell 'em it's Pain Gang nigga.

I been doing this shit, my name ring nigga.

My brother was a Blood, I'm a gang bang nigga.

My dark-skinned bitches made a lot of bags, man, I don't care 'cause I love her hate.

Wasn't even gon' drop it, was gon' wait til April, but shit I ain't wanna wait.

Some niggas who's hating, some niggas respected it, the bitches they love it.

Some snakes couldn't take it, it hurt 'em so bad they were sick to their stomach.

My young niggas thugging, they rob you in public and tell you to run it.

Put that thing to your stomach and tell you be quiet and better say nothing.

Hold that! No respect for these niggas.

Pull out the chopper, we wetting these niggas.

You, you, you and the rest of these niggas.

Better pray to God, cause it's death for these niggas.

I'm a threat to these niggas, cause when my shit drop, it's affecting these niggas.

Every time I'm in the booth, I'm upsetting these niggas.

But tell 'em pull through, I got a cheque for these niggas.

Ever since my brother died, my mind ain't really been right.

That's why I got this nine, if you get out of line, you'll be calling for Christ.

Cause if I don't kill you, I'ma make sure that you'll never walk in your life.

We fuck niggas up, but my niggas is shooters, my niggas don't fight.

I take your bitch and I fuck her that night.

Your bitch ain't faithful, I'm fucking your wife, I'm fucking her right.

Your bitch is a freak, you should see what she do when we turn off them lights.

Yeah, these bitches is trife, but nigga you wife her, I really didn't like her.

I just wanted to pipe her, put my strap in her, 8 inches inside her.

For these pussy ass niggas, I got another strap that will put eight inside 'em.

That Nina, my bitch, she do not miss, and I love how she grip it.

When she get cocked, she be popping that lips, I love how her handle get hot in my fist.

Oh that Nina, that Nina, that little bitch, man, will fuck the whole scene up.

Got on the track, I was fucking this beat up.

Fucked it so good, I done bust through the speakers.

Tell these niggas to keep up.

These dykes wanna be her.

When niggas hear my shit, they be like, 'She the shit,' yeah, the rap game need M.A, huh?

Red Lyfe, nigga, hah.