Medatate

[Chorus: Lil Noid]
Meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?
So I grab my Glock and pull they card and prove them busters fake

[Verse 1: Lil Noid]
Bring that shit up to the door, you wanna try Lil' Noid, ho?
Real nigga shit, you triflin' bitch gon' get your wig split
No, I'm not a buster bitch, my nuts you can not ever test
My clique is just too thick, you ugly bitch, dont get dumped in a ditch
Yeah, I gotta break it down and act a clown about this shit
N-O-I-D, Noid's outtie five to a babbage bitch
Laid back, hypnotized, no surprise, full of funk
P-Funk in my lap, I grab a pack, and now I'm feelin' crunk
Mind is in a daze, I got a craze, so then I blaze a blunt
Funk can make me crazy, so don't play me for no fuckin' punk
Blackout is my nigga, so Lil' Slim, he got his fuckin' back
Put your hands on either one of them and we gon' have to jack

[Verse 2: LiL Slim]
Im on a mission of a murder, it take place midnight
I think sometimes them people dwellin' me to take a life *gunshot*
I must get near 'em, I must get near 'em before I click
My type of mind be psychopathic, y'all don't hear me, bitch
Who be my victim? Annafested niggas on my list
I scope them type and then I grab for Smith & Mono grip
I'm tired of niggas, settlin' bitches actin' damn hard
I load me rounds, label victims of the graveyard
This shit be in me, ain't no shit's down in my fuckin' clique
A group of niggas grappin' hard on that chronic shit
I blaze a blizznunt as Lil' Noid meet just in Funkytown
Reload thy mono, fuckin' niggas with the milli-rounds

[Verse 3: Lil Noid]
Psycho motherfucker from the Hamp', I gotta take 'em out
P-I-M-P-N-O-I-D, keep that name up out your mouth
Time to kill another nigga, dump his body in the trash *gunshots*
Police, y'all don't need no handcuffs, bring them body bags
Watch me hit that fuckin' crown, watch me act a fuckin' clown
Mane, I get so buck, don't give a fuck, I buck your ass down
Sucker motherfuckers in my face I wanna take 'em out
Catch 'em slippin' with some big bones, then I start to shout
Watch you hit that fuckin' floor, once I hit that fuckin' blow
Bodies end elastic in a casket, feel no mercy, ho
Murder after murder, redrum, dump 'em in a river
Bitch, I told you punk before, I'm hard as a black gorilla
Binghampton killers, yeah, we rob, that's our fuckin' job
Rooty-poot, your ass is due, don't ever get caught in the dark
No, I'm just not talkin' shit, and trick, this shit is real, bitch
B.B.B. clique, Binghampton Bound, bitch

[Chorus: Lil Noid]
Meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?
So I grab my Glock and pull they card and prove them busters fake
Med-meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?
So I grab my Glock and pull they card and prove them busters fake
Meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?
So I grab my Glock and pull they card and prove them busters fake
Med-meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?
So I grab my Glock and pull they card and prove them busters fake
Meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?
So I grab my Glock and pull they card and prove them busters fake
Med-meditate, I really hate these niggas, why they wanna trait?