Threats by Vintage Lyrics
Verse 1 - Vintage:
We in a backyard rappin, lots of jest and laughin
I suggest some action, fuck the vest I'm savage
Fuck the TEC I'm grabbin', my thirty eight I'd
Love to leave em gaspin
If you heard of me you
Must know that I'm packin'
I front him a package
He comes up to stash it
I hear people talkin', but
Show my face ain't hearin' jack shit
I must be goin' bat shit
I must be goin' crazy
Maybe I been lazy lately nobody can shade me
Hook - J'o
We don't take kindly to threats, we don't take kindly to threats
We don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Niggas better show some respect
All my niggas ride around with them TEC
Cause we don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Verse 2 - J'o
We don't take kindly to threats, Lil Mak in the cut with the 9 in his vest
Run up, get hit in the spine and the chest
Now his soul and his brain and his mind is at rest, woah
Now his mans and his mom is depressed
Give em' first class seats to meet god in the flesh
Pull up to your block we don't care bout the cops, two shots nigga now your only option is death, woah
Get low when you hear them shots
Don't talk hide the drugs if you hear the cops
Don't threaten me nigga I'm always near them Glocks
I don't want your fake watch I can hear it tock, no
2 shots now he's running track
Hit his chest make a nigga do a jumping jack
On the block like Shaq , make another stack
Twitter thugs talking tough I don't fuck with that, no
Hook - J'o
We don't take kindly to threats, we don't take kindly to threats
We don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Niggas better show some respect
All my niggas ride around with them TEC
Cause we don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Verse 3 - Vintage:
He thinks that I am gassin', I leave him with his guesses
I leave him with his gashes
I shoot him in his glasses, he's bleeding from his gastric
I leave and now I'm askin', did he need to go and yap shit? These bitches with their rat shit man
They mice not even rats yet
I think I found the rats nest
I peep and hold my gasp back, then I flee just to come back with--my fleet of worthy captains
We pull up with our gats and leave em bleedin while we pass em
I am pleased with their reaction
We in a backyard rappin, lots of jest and laughin
I suggest some action, fuck the vest I'm savage
Fuck the TEC I'm grabbin', my thirty eight I'd
Love to leave em gaspin
If you heard of me you
Must know that I'm packin'
I front him a package
He comes up to stash it
I hear people talkin', but
Show my face ain't hearin' jack shit
I must be goin' bat shit
I must be goin' crazy
Maybe I been lazy lately nobody can shade me
Hook - J'o
We don't take kindly to threats, we don't take kindly to threats
We don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Niggas better show some respect
All my niggas ride around with them TEC
Cause we don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Verse 2 - J'o
We don't take kindly to threats, Lil Mak in the cut with the 9 in his vest
Run up, get hit in the spine and the chest
Now his soul and his brain and his mind is at rest, woah
Now his mans and his mom is depressed
Give em' first class seats to meet god in the flesh
Pull up to your block we don't care bout the cops, two shots nigga now your only option is death, woah
Get low when you hear them shots
Don't talk hide the drugs if you hear the cops
Don't threaten me nigga I'm always near them Glocks
I don't want your fake watch I can hear it tock, no
2 shots now he's running track
Hit his chest make a nigga do a jumping jack
On the block like Shaq , make another stack
Twitter thugs talking tough I don't fuck with that, no
Hook - J'o
We don't take kindly to threats, we don't take kindly to threats
We don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Niggas better show some respect
All my niggas ride around with them TEC
Cause we don't take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats, take kindly to threats no
Verse 3 - Vintage:
He thinks that I am gassin', I leave him with his guesses
I leave him with his gashes
I shoot him in his glasses, he's bleeding from his gastric
I leave and now I'm askin', did he need to go and yap shit? These bitches with their rat shit man
They mice not even rats yet
I think I found the rats nest
I peep and hold my gasp back, then I flee just to come back with--my fleet of worthy captains
We pull up with our gats and leave em bleedin while we pass em
I am pleased with their reaction