Neighborhood Reapers ft. Edot Babyy Lyrics

(Yozora)

(Edot, what's the fucking word my boy?)

(It's Edot Baby)

(Grra)

(We them Neighborhood Reapers bitch!)

(No cap)

(Ziro Ziro)

(Son of the reaper)

(I'm a reaper, creeper, no jeepers) Hop out the v trying to catch me a peter)

(You in the car and get hit from the bleachers)

(Bitch)

They like Ziro the bad guy, no bitch I'm the Neighborhood Reaper (Grra)

Talking on Pop and I'm clutching my heater (No cap)

We sending shots at his brand new beamer like (Bow bow)

I'm a demon (Uh huh)

Ziro in the cut, man they can't even see him (At all)

Ripping his body, that lil n**** bleeding

Get beat with the grip, make ya mans have a seizure (Make ya' mans have a seizure)

Fuck all the talking bitch, let's get to the nitty and gritty (For real)

Chasing the breesh like I want a milli man ya n***** broke, stop relying on stimmy's (No cap no cap)

I be staying on 50

Tried to bust back, but that lil n**** missed me

Son of the reaper, fucking up the city (Uh huh)

Bitch want to rump like nah, she mixy (Suck my dick)

The drum on the gun it's a fifty, ya bitch in the spot giving up the kitty (On bro)

Gang getting litty (We lit!)

Pop out to the party, we sipping on Whitney (I'm bussing)

Bullet hit him, he dizzy (Grra)

Watch how you talk, before I clutch the blicky

Ya mans got ripped like a steak no Philly (No Philly)

Send shots to his face, had him looking real silly (Grra grra boom)

They like Ziro the bad guy, no bitch I'm the Neighborhood Reaper (Grra)

Talking on Pop and I'm clutching my heater (No cap)

We sending shots at his brand new beamer like (Bow bow)

I'm a demon (Grra)

Ziro in the cut, man they can't even see him (Grra)

Ripping his body, that lil n**** bleeding (What's cracking Edot?)

Get beat with the grip, make ya mans have a seizure

Grra!

I'm a reaper, creeper, no jeepers

Hop out the v, trying to catch me a peter

You in the car and get hit from the bleachers

No cap, I really rap all the facts

I talk my shit cause I'm really with that (I'm really with that)

Hundreds to ones, that shit in a stack (No cap no cap)

This n**** dumb if he try to attack grra (If he try to)

I just be talking on beats for the fun of it (For the fun of it)

You got ya choppa, no you ain't upping it (No you ain't upping it)

Slide through they block, trying to spar come get em' (Get em' get em get em')

New opp died nah it's a new victim grra grra (Grra grra Ziro)

Two pistols, bending ya block while I'm toting two pistols

N***** is mad Ziro too official (Grra grra)

You talking on gang and I shoot at ya mental (Grra grra boom)

(Hollon)

N***** thought I was done

You talking on Pop, it's no where to run

See me with the gang, it's no one on one (Grra grra)

Put on for this shit, this shit ain't for fun

You look at me wrong, I'm clutching my gun

My bullets don't miss, they cooking ya lungs

Ziro stay strapped, keep a hundred round drum (Yeah yeah yeah)

They not gon' shoot, you sound real dumb

You must not know, we about red rum

Shooting shit too long, my finger getting numb

Been running the game, ya n***** my sons (No cap)

No politicking, lil bitch you a bum (You a bum)

No upping the score, n***** already won (We won)

Send me the addy, I'm getting it done (Facts)

The king of this shit, the reaper son (Ziro)

(I really rap all the facts)

(I talk my shit cause I'm really with that)

(Hundreds to ones, that shit in a stack)

(This n**** dumb if he try to attack grra)

(I just be talking on beats for the fun of it)

(You got ya choppa, no you ain't upping it)

(Slide through they block, trying to spar come get em')

(New opp died, nah it's a new victim)

(It's Edot Baby)

(I'm a reaper)