UNLV Yella's Revenge Lyrics

JAMAICAN: (TEC 9):
Origin-al, dem done there, mi say boy..
Wha? (It ain't ova yet...)
Origin-al dem done there, mi say boy..
Alright, ya'll.. Allright ya'll..
Alright, ya'll.. Allright ya'll..
Alright, ya'll.. Allright ya'll..

TEC 9:
Return of UNLV n____, Trend Setter,
Get at me... Trendsetter fa' ya a__....

JAMAICAN:
Lil Ya' bring the beat, now boy, one time.. Ha..

LIL' YA: (Peep it...)
It ain't over ya'll, I got some s___ on my chest,
These n____s bitin' our beats givin' me reasons to flex,
Even though they know, when we catch 'em we gon bag 'em,
Tie them clowns up, 3rd Ward style, commence to drag 'em,
Through the f___in river, s___ is realer than it ever been,
Them sucka's playin, knowin how the "U" spin the bin,
And when I'm mad, ain't no tellin what Lil Ya do,
Run in yo' crib, kill yo' kids and ya Mama too,
Then find you and make you pay for what you done, my dog,
Thirty-Thirty, gettin' dirty ready to take ya wig off,
I puff the Marlbaro, to try to keep myself stable,
Loadin' guns at the brown table.. Now I'm able..
Capable to take another one out,
Loose lips sink ships, shouldn't of been runnin' ya mouth,
Now I'ma ride out, after I kill and destroy,
This is revenge fa' my lil n____...

TEC 9:
Bad a__ Yella Boy..

(CHORUS 2x)
TEC 9: Now you can copy all ya' wanna, you can even try to sing it,
But none of ya'll n____s, can bring it like we bring it,
LIL' YA: This ain't no remake or sample, we the real McCoy's,
This is revenge for my lil ni'gga...
TEC 9: Bad a__ Yella Boy...

TEC 9:
Clicked tight with my group and I'm makin' them guns rang,
Messed up, dressed in black, and I'm throwin them thangs,
Kept it low and on the tuck, for about 4 years..
But now you n____'s got'sta pay dearly, no more tears..
Yea, the rumor done got out that UNLV's comin again,
m____fucka' that means, nobody sells tapes again..
Took a blow to the group, but we troops, we never die,
I told ya'll m____fucka's time after time...
We "Uptown n____s Livin' Violent".. violent...
Now I'ma ride for the sake of just ridin...
The hood mack and flexa's____ the block and now they hidin,
Revenge, for what ya'll did to one of my friends,
I got my money right, now we could go to war, spin the bin,
All that yappin' but I'll get loaded again,
Don't make me shoot a bag and go to cave ya' b____es' chest in,
Now I'ma ride after I kill and destroy..
This is revenge fa my lil' n____.. ((Bad a__ Yella Boy))
Call shots like I get.. (my guns c___ed, dont try n____..)

CHORUS (2x)

LIL' YA: (TEC):
We come to drag 'em once again, spin the bin with a 4-10,
Leavin' a note around his neck that reads.. (Yella's Revenge)
I caught him slippin' at the liquor store,
c___ed the fo', kicked the do', he screamed like a ho,
"Ya'll dont shoot me no more.." Fa sho!

TEC 9:
You betta' be lookin' for some bullet-proof head gear,
f___ the dumb s___, I'm takin' dome shots this year,
Knock ya' down like they did the St. Thomas,
Leave b____es in shock and n____'s right next to comas..

LIL' YA:
Look, I wait behind the mailbox, my disguise is smooth,
'Fitted like a business man, rockin' Timberland boots,
Smokin' that gook, that Dosai put that evil on my mind,
While I wait to buck this n____ with this nine, so stop cryin..

TEC 9:
Which one of you m____fucka's got's the nuts to run up on us?
Hits like a bonus, when I get to use the Mac'Ninety,
Hit real grimey, ske-datle to the West, where you can't find me,
I-10, m____fucka doin' a 90...

LIL' YA:
I got these n____'s hot, snitches, bitin' gotta stop, b____,
Everything we make you b____es jock and try to copy it..

TEC 9: Ride on out... I don't want no m____fuckin' dap...
Now who killed my boy Yella a-k-a Fella?
Hard head rapper crushin' ya bone...

LIL' YA: I be eager to kill a n____, dump his body in the river,
On the realla, boy... I'ma familiar Guerrilla.

TEC 9: Ya'll know I'm steady thuggin, huffin and puffin,
You n____'s buggin, the hood mack and flexa's____ the block
and start the bustin'.. **Gun Shot** **Gun Shot** **Gun Shot**

CHORUS (2x)

LIL' YA:
Jeah.. Jeah..
UNLV n____, Trend Setters..
Representin' fa life..
We do our thing ni'gga, We brang it..
Jeah!
My n____ Sinista..
Fya a__ n____ on the tr-izz-ack..
Ya Hoiii'rrdd Me?
Uh huh, and um, and um..
Rest In Peace Yella, Jeah!