Tyrell - Still Thugging (Feat Lil' Dizzy) @Radio Los Santos

[Tyrell talking from 0:00 to 0:10]
What's up, salads?
Time to eat y'all up lyrically.
Yeah.. Yeah..

[Tyrell]
We're the type of niggas that ain't scared.
Now that y'all have fucked with us, y'all better be prepared.
Y'all are now headin' into hellbound.
We're gonna snatch y'all up with no sound.
We got enough niggas incase one of y'all a five hundred pound.
We're gonna leave you in a pile of tile, never to be found.
What kind of gangsters call the cops?
Y'all should be working as janiters, cleaning floors with mops.
Y'all can't do shit without getting cops involved,
snitch again and I'ma have your fucking head towed.
Y'all don't want me to storm down y'all 'hood.
Because if I do, I'll come through with a bad mood.
Bust off rounds to your cribs, leaving knowin' that I did good.
Then eliminate your niggas. Call me a killer.
We're bigger than y'all. We're the size of a fuckin' guerilla.
Fuckin' with me is a mistake y'all don't wanna make.
Tryin' to murder me is a chance you don't wanna take.
In a drive-by y'all would get fucked.
The second we shoot, y'all would get bucked.
Give me a limited amount of tools and I'll still wreck these fools.
We're gonna hit y'all back, but first we gotta fuck all ya moms in our shack.

[Chorus by Tyrell]
We're still thugging and still in the game.
Still busting on the fake ass GSF, they're a shame.
We're still thugging and still ahead in the game
Still wrecking GSF, still gettin' the fame.

[Lil' Dizzy(Rapping fast)]
Yeah, two clown Mcs(OG Loc and Wax) tryna to clash me hard while thought the two S-U-C-K-E-R-S already lost in the rap game.
The skinny-bitch(OG Loc) called me Lil Squeeze while he was the one who been squeeze, fuckin' murk-ass nigga down in the fuckin' game
The last hit from him was ''run run run'', shit turnt on him and got lay down by Jewel's GUN!!
Where they at? Back to point , we Balla still smokin' those grave diggers like a fat joint.
We eatin' them like snack,
They cried when shit got jacked
I ain't cursin', just i'm tellin'-
Fuck Grave Street Fams, y'all soft-ass bitches, finna send them to the mid-land dams!
Y'all Fams ain't first on the list, heard y'all greenies been raped by the POW-LICE! Matter of fact!
Rounds will be hittin' when we'll see y'all will be slippin'
Gott'a say Kilo Tray Purps ain't quittin'!
2014, still the same fake-ass crew G-S-F and y'all still be trippin'!
Damn, homie i don't give a fuck 'bout murk-ass greenies sets, all they beena around were up BITCHIN'!
I'm Lil Dizzy, i don't give a flyin' fuck 'bout G-S-F shitty shit!
Better know who is up East and North of Los Santos, bitches! We gunnin' down snitches and we murkin' bitches!
Better know how we roll on the corner, we ain't playin' monopoly like G-S-F suckers!
East to the West, we still makin' mess!
Take this as a direct clash to you, flowers.(GSF)
We Balla go hard while the Ganton niggas tryna to imitate nerds!
Don't do the gun-play with us, 'kause we're the real mother-mother-mother-mother-fucker!

[Chorus by Tyrell]
We're still thugging and still in the game.
Still busting on the fake ass GSF, they're a shame.
We're still thugging and still ahead in the game
Still wrecking GSF, still gettin' the fame.

[Lil' Dizzy talking, ending the song]
Y'all know that dreadlock nigga outt'a Glen! *laugh*
Big up to Rollin' Heights and Temple, Kilo!
Don't mess with us, nigga! Don't mess with us! We ain't playin' 'round. We ain't  cheap, homie.
A'ight! It's real shit right here!

Gotta say that I really loved it.
Nice work))