Rootin' 4 The Villain

Rootin' 4 The Villain Lyrics

(Intro)
Yeah, waddup bosses
Watch me flame this sh*t up
Aha
(Hook)
If you niggas only knew what I was feelin'
Time to kill rap niggas, got em rootin' for the villain'
Hit the hood in a Coupe without a ceilin'
All the b**ches wanna ride, got em rootin' for the villain
Born hustler, nigga, knew I'd make a million
At the door against the grain, now they rootin' for the villain
Led a life of crime, still livin' to talk about it
Now they rootin' for the feelin'
(Verse)
Yeah, they try to put a good name on good fellas
Young and successful, I do what the hood tells us
And that's grindin' with yo nasty on, how could I sell Hardain?
Still believe in God, well I guess this sh*t last for me
I'm sorry, smokin' weed's not bad for me
I got a GCD that gettin' cash degree
Call me Doc Ben Frank Folla, pull a break on niggas
I'm a big bang coater
I'm feelin' like Robin Hood, cuz I got the hood
Somethin' from the corner to the hills out in Hollywood
The truck is in the front, I gotta pop the hood
Top dealin', guess that's why a nigga got it good
The pressure made a diamond out a nigga
It's feelin' like perfect timin' for a nigga
I been grindin', time to start shinin' on these niggas
Divin' outta the sky like I'm a pilot on these niggas
Come on!
(Hook)
If you niggas only knew what I was feelin'
Time to kill rap niggas, got em rootin' for the villain'
Hit the hood in a Coupe without a ceilin'
All the b**ches wanna ride, got em rootin' for the villain
Born hustler, nigga, knew I'd make a million
At the door against the grain, now they rootin' for the villain
Led a life of crime, still livin' to talk about it
Now they rootin' for the feelin'
(Verse 2)
Yeah, now they rootin' for the villain
And he probably go to jail but if not they'll probly kill 'im
Wanted nice things so ya knew how I was dealin'
But if not I really neva gave a f**k about yo feelin's
Got off of the block then I moved it to the buildin'
Had the guns under the couch, had the loot under the ceilin'
Now I'm comin' through to them in the Coupe or the Brazilian
They was on the scoop, meetin', now they rootin' for the villain
(Verse 3: Styles P)
They rootin' for the villain, got these niggas sick, betta shoot em with Penicillin
Whoeva tried to flip you the clip and bend ya drillin' (where?)
Shawty, take em outta here, nine and send the feelin'
Scarface injury, my nigga is neva healin'
Nigga fo' eva dealin'
Beretta on my lap in any whip that I'm wheelin'
Niggas know how I'm illin', bad guy till I die so I root for the villain
(Hook)
If you niggas only knew what I was feelin'
Time to kill rap niggas, got em rootin' for the villain'
Hit the hood in a Coupe without a ceilin'
All the b**ches wanna ride, got em rootin' for the villain
Born hustler, nigga, knew I'd make a million
At the door against the grain, now they rootin' for the villain
Led a life of crime, still livin' to talk about it
Now they rootin' for the feelin'