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Singles


Artist: Unision
Total songs: 2
Year:

Nay Nay [atf(spin & Paul) Diss] Lyrics - Singles - Unision

Verse 1: 

(Xylonite) 

It's Unision wit the remix 

We finnah fuck wit y'all 

My Bro and 'cause RNS already dealt wit ch'all 

Now it's our turn nigga 

Bout to make ya eyes burn nigga 

Dem teens got chu buyin' sperm nigga 

"Click" "Clack" 

That's all you be hearin' 

One glock 

One shot yo brains will be spillin' 

Tryin' to run to da doc 

But aint no fuckin' healin' 

For you and yo bitch Spin 

It aint no fuckin' livin' 

'cause I'm so hot 

I killed yo ass in one verse 

Had yo heart start 

I got cho ass runnin' from dem red dots 

And I can't be stopped 

Only hold to obtain this 

Stick the mic up your anus 

 

(Aslo) 

Bitch don't blame us 

We fire jus like a torch 

We'll do a drive-by 

Leave ya brains right on ya porch 

ATF don't know hotness 

When we boil we scorch 

I gotta 10 by 2 blade 

That'll cut ya life short 

I'm sick of talkin' to you niggas 

But now I'm after ya 

I'ma be laughin' and stashin' 

Why I'm jackin' ya 

Y'all aint met my dog yet 

Let me introduce all of ya 

Pistol this Paul, Paul... 

This my 22 caliber 

 

(Xylonite) 

Yeah I'm mad at cha 

I'll rip you outta yo frame 

Nigga you fuck wit the fam' 

I'll leave a shell in you mayne 

And have you leakin' out yo brain 

Whole crew gon' scatta 

I'll rip ya balls out and hand 'em to ya on a silver platta 

That sorry shit don't matta 

Paul gon' see his ass flop 

His heart on lock 

When Spin mass fuckin' drop 

Like 50 against Ja 

A crucial defeat 

Yo actions boy 

Gon' get you burried 6 feet deep 

 

Chorus:[2x] 

(Ms. Jade) 

Nay Nay Nay Nay Nay Na Nay Aww 

Nay Nay Nay Nay Nay Na Nay Aww 

Nay Nay Nay Nay Nay Na Nay 

Aww ooo ooo 

 

Verse 2: 

(Aslo) 

Y'all some silly muhfuckas 

Thinkin' y'all can fuck wit us 

Went past the limit when you started wit my brotha and 'cause 

Paul a bitch 

Spin jealous of Antwaun and his girl 

Ay, Daron grab the 9 

And wet 'em like Jheri Curls 

A-R 15 

Cocked up in my pocket 

I been waitin' awhile 

This glock ready to pop it 

Drop ya ass on da ground 

Four knuckles and then a dropkick 

Spin... I'll lay yo shit out 

Just like a carpet 

 

(Xylonite) 

Stop it... 

There go this nigga name Paul 

Who watch Spin bend 

To get his dick on pause 

I got you makin' crosses on ya chest 

Bitch you aint a Christian 

You can step up to the plate 

And get the "RIP" like the Pistons... 

Here come ths nigga name Spin 

He ate 'bout 20 hoes 

And all dem bitches was his kin 

Yo eyes closed 

You fuckin' maon when you lick 

If Tay a bitch 

That mean you fuckin' slobbed on his dick 

 

Chorus-[4x] 

 

Hook: 

And when we see 'em we gon' knock they punk-ass out 

And make 'em cash out 

 

And when I see 'em I'ma knock they punk-ass out 

Lo'll make 'em cash out 

 

And when I see 'em I'm gon' knock they punk-ass out Zeek'll make 'em cash out 

 

And when we see 'em we gon' knock they punk-ass out 

And make 'em cash out 

 

Yo, y'all muthfuckas caint see us 

Y'all must be out y'all mind 

HaHa 

Spin suck dick Paul lick pussy 

Yeap 

We out