Yada Yada - Rayne Storm, Pudgee Tha Phat Bastard, Kazzy Raxx

All I hear is whole lotta yada yada

Bang bang boom

Blah blah, blah blah

Blah blah, blah blah

Bought a buncha prada

Lotta drama

Top shottas

Got the baddest bitch, gun, cash, cars and hoes, yo

If you taking aim, betta be for the head

Cuz when it’s my turn

Ill burn like the needle was spread

If Caesar is dead, you king who?

Run the jewels

And wear it to your funeral

This is a burial for you and you

A eye for eye, I’m leaving wit two

The way I’m leaving dude

They crying like

It’s unbelievable

I’m notorious for killing a rhyme, it’s no Biggie

Got death row for spitting these lines, so Pac dig me

Rolling in their Graves hearing rappers from their cities

So I killed a rapper, sent him up em up to heaven wit my EP

Be easy

Playing me for the friendly

Especially when mentioning me

In the negative

Suggestive shit

Don’t gotta say much

If draw

Naw this is not a paintbrush

This is pain plus

Incredibly dan-ger-ous

Hands clean, I just stay in the cut

You thinking I’m playing, what’s up

All I hear is whole lotta yada yada

Bang bang boom

Blah blah, blah blah

Blah blah, blah blah

Bought a buncha prada

Lotta drama

Top shottas

Got the baddest bitch, gun, cash, cars and hoes, yo