Mission
C.H.U.D Lyrics

You know you done fucked up?
The singer is confronting the listener about the mistake they have made.

You know you done fucked up, don't ya?
The singer questions whether the listener realizes the gravity of their mistake.

Nigga you really fucked up.
The singer emphasizes the severity of the listener's wrongdoing.

We on a muthafuckin mission.
The artist explains that they are on a dangerous mission with a specific goal.

I'm ridin dirty with my tru muthafuckas.
The artist is riding with their true friends who are willing to commit crimes with them.

Fiend, steady mobbin', see-murder in this bitch.
The singer names some of their fellow criminals who are accompanying them on the mission.

Retaliation is a must.
The singer suggests that revenge is necessary in this situation.

Dumpin rounds on my muthafuckin adversaries.
The artist describes their violent plan to shoot their enemies.

Nigga, nigga ridin dirty for revenge
The artist reveals that their motivation for committing crimes is revenge.

With my friends, I'm on a caper
The artist and their friends are on a criminal adventure together.

Ready to kill 'em, if I see 'em
The singer is prepared to murder their enemies if they come into contact with them.

Fuck alarm, hold my paper
The artist is willing to bypass any security measures to protect their illegal gains.

I'm a rider, so I leave 'em where I left 'em
The singer describes their violent crimes and their tendency to never look back.

When I creep, niggas sleep
The singer explains that they are stealthy when they commit crimes and their victims are usually unaware.

And they ain't restin til they deep up in the concrete
The victims of the singer's crimes will end up buried deep in the ground.

Jungle with them slangers, with them bangers and them hustlers
The artist is running around with fellow criminals who carry guns and sell drugs.

With them killers, smokin woo and makin deals with my tru niggas
The artist hangs out with murderers who smoke weed and do business with their true friends.

Fiend had some yay, so we flipped it on the block
Fiend had some cocaine, so they sold it for a profit on the street.

Steady mobbin' flew from cali so we put 'em up on the spot
Steady Mobbin' traveled from California to meet with the singer and their friends to engage in criminal activities.

Servin dub sacks and flippers, fifty shots and quarter bags
The artist's group is selling drugs in various quantities and also carrying weapons.

Raisin riches no matter week, servin keys out paper bags
The artist's group is becoming wealthy by selling large quantities of drugs in paper bags.

And hustlin hard, countin money by the sack
The artist's group is working hard to earn money by selling drugs.

Watch my back, niggas jack
The singer is cautious of being robbed by other criminals.

Sweet revenge, counter attack up in my 'lac
The artist is planning a violent revenge mission from their car.

Sippin hennesy and chronic, I'm the tweak for some magic
The singer is drinking and smoking marijuana and getting the right state of mind for their criminal mission.

Rollin the window, nigga, it's him so pistol playin bout to have it
The singer is about to draw their weapon and shoot when they see their enemy through the car window.

Fuckin bullets gots no name nigga you name is on this one
The singer is willing to shoot their enemy even if they accidentally hit an innocent bystander.

Ridin dirty with my tru bitches so nigga on a mission
The artist is on a criminal mission with their true female friends.

In on a mission, ridin dirty with my tru thugs
The artist is on a criminal mission with their true friends who are willing to commit crimes with them.

Retaliation, dumpin rounds, with no love
The singer is seeking revenge by shooting their enemies without any remorse.

Fiend, my reason to gunplay
Fiend is the reason the singer is carrying a firearm.

Loadin my chopper right up the one way
The artist is loading their gun and intends to use it on their enemies without hesitation.

Wishin we facin a dead end
The artist wishes their enemies had nowhere to run so they could be easily killed.

So I could show how this gun spray
The artist wants to demonstrate their shooting abilities to their enemies.

Just one damn word, that's all I desire
The singer wishes their enemies would say something so they could justify shooting them.

So I could bend these niggas back like chicken wire
The artist wants to inflict serious harm on their enemies with their firearm.

Spittin fire, mobbin, s'on when them bullets get to pourin
The singer is ready to fight with their gun if necessary.

(..? ..) get my adrenalin goin
The singer's adrenaline is pumping, ready for a violent confrontation.

I ain't ignorin, no problems, no worries baby
The singer is focused on their mission and not distracted by any problems or worries.

I severed the crusher, and buried my (..? ..)
The artist killed someone and disposed of the body.

Over the dresser, fiend the trigga my lesser
Fiend is the one who gave the artist the gun used for the murder.

Gon test ya, with a season to kill
The singer intends to test their enemies with their deadly shooting ability.

And catch me celebratin across the battlefield
The singer plans to celebrate their victory over their enemies.

Loco, this is the deal, let's put the gun
The artist reminds their friends that they need to use their guns for this mission.

To the small of his neck, we got caught up and blast
The artist intends to shoot their enemy in the back of the neck.

Until there's nothing left, boy
The artist wants to kill their enemies completely.

I thought some more niggas kept, what? what?
The singer expects more of their enemies to show up.

Cause I ain't facin prison
The artist is willing to take drastic measures to avoid being caught by the police and potentially imprisoned.

Exercising my right to exorcism
The singer thinks of their violent mission as an exorcism of their enemies.

Completed my mission, huh?
The singer completed their violent mission.

By lettin the land just listen
The singer left behind a violent scene for others to witness.

Cause they the reason my lil homie ain't livin
The artist is seeking revenge for the death of their friend caused by their enemies.

(..? ..) the cleaner, alias saddam, nigga
One of the artist's accomplices is known as 'the cleaner' and goes by the nickname 'Saddam'.

(what's up there? ) cold cop killers
The singer's crew is known for killing police officers.

Now it's really on (what's up fool? )
The singer's crew is ready to engage in more criminal activity.

Being crooked, we do it dirty, (we doing it!)
The artist's crew is openly admitting to being criminals and engaging in illegal activity.

See-murder and fiend (there they go!)
Two of the artist's accomplices, See-murder and Fiend, are examples of the criminals in their crew.

We dump the fifty round magazine
The artist and their crew use a high-capacity magazine to shoot their enemies.

Locin and mobbin, til it's clean (make sure it's clean)
The singer and their crew are making sure to conduct their criminal activities without leaving any evidence behind.

Hooked up with the colonel, and the billy, cause I need cream
The artist and their crew have partnered with other criminals in order to earn more money.

Fifteen five, made twenty five, six hummer size (nigga!)
The singer and their crew earned a large amount of money from their criminal activities.

Muthafuckas died, (nigga!) all in one night (they die!)
The singer and their crew killed multiple people in one night.

Pulled the trigga on my nigga (not my nigga, damn!)
The singer accidentally killed one of their own friends while shooting at their enemies.

As the forty caliber shell, blew up in the neck
The bullet from the artist's gun killed their friend by hitting them in the neck.

Twice in the head, he was dead 'fore his body hit the ground
The artist shot their friend two more times in the head after realizing they were already dead.

Bitches scream, nigga (..? ..)
Someone witnessing the shooting is screaming out of fear.

Pull up next to the bodies, I was runnin
The singer drove their car up to the dead bodies and exited the vehicle.

My dog's head was blew off
The artist's friend's head was destroyed by the bullet that hit them.

I'm bustin hella (? ) (buck, buck, buck)
The artist is shooting their enemies repeatedly with their gun.

Hit the driver's side window, as they crash into a pole
The artist's bullets hit the driver's window causing the car to crash into a pole.

(..? ..), with a few left in the clip
The singer still has bullets left in their gun after the shooting is over.

Some for the driver, the passenger
The artist used the remaining bullets to shoot both the driver and passenger in the car.