Badung bang
(chorus)
Ren your dangerous, you know you bat like a week
Ren your dangerous gun shots from juagardonlee
Dangerous, me know you bat like a week
Ren your dangerous, gun shots from juagardonlee
[mc ren]
Move, now let me fall into the groove
Breakin niggaz off but I break em off smooth
Used to try to pimp, but the hos got old
A nigga cant remember how much dope that I sold
In my youth, the shit is the truth, go to jail for the proof
Niggaz makin records sellin two copies
Tryin to fuck with me because your raps sloppy
Now back in your cage your wings are short
You tall, dirty motherfuckers dig the basketball courts
I can tear ya ass up in a rhyme
But I wont mention your name, cause thats a waste of my time
So I call my niggaz, chip and dollar bill
Scoop up to the hill when we move in for the kill
Never retreat you dirty nigga take a seat
Big motherfuckin feet, with your wack assed beats
So train "what up? " cut em with the shape
Make the nigga walk the plank, the dirty nigga always stank
Nigga better raise like the titanic
Aint from atlantic, but Ill make your ass panic
And thats only one step, pride is kept
A glass of piss weigh as much as your rep
Nigga your through
One false move and a motherfuckas dead
>from one nine millimeter shot to the head
One false move and a motherfuckas dead
>from one nine millimeter shot to the head
(chorus)
[da konvicted felon]
Quad is kept, I step
With the nine millimeter come
Complicated with the gat to the back of the devils head
Then I pull the trigger till he dead
Red rum, all I can see when I close my eyes at night
Dreamin of vision of murderers comin with butt, while satans out to fight
I aint rappin to tight
Youre fuckin with a motherfuckin madman
That dont take shit from a redneck chick
You can put your mouth up my steel dick
And suck until I pull my trigger come, ejaculate my gun
Whatll be done, when I be makin your blood run
Into the stretch
And motherfuck that white trigger that got his fuckin ass beat
Many be pussy poppin cant attail for that knee
But not so many as I gave so much a buck, buck from me
Buck, but it gets it up, Im tryin to defend my own skin
>from a nigga who loves crackers, so come and ya jack em
Sleep with the enemy and get treated as such
The convicted followed no bust, and lust for you
To make that one false move
One false move and a motherfuckas dead
>from one nine millimeter shot to the head
One false move and a motherfuckas dead
>from one nine millimeter shot to the head
But if every nigga grabbed a nine
And started shootin motherfuckers it would put em in line(2x)
[dollar bill]
I was never the one to run with the pack
But was the mastermind for settin up the jack
So if they every saw my beamin it wasnt from crack
I musta been beamin them grubs to hit the sack
And let me remember the days of way back
When everybody was homies and no one played that
Rockin em, sockin em, knockin em out the box now tell me whats up
Look at me wrong fool, you get tossed up
I mean fucked up, you lucked up
I didnt come out a long time ago, with the fast or the slow flow
And callin me wack, no thats a no no
The style just so wild, while your style just so-so
Nasty, they cant pass me, its too fast see
Niggaz that blast fast I dont let em blast me
Usin my mind like a nine millimeter to abuse
So dont make one false move
One false move and a motherfuckas dead
>from one nine millimeter shot to the head
One false move and a motherfuckas dead
>from one nine millimeter shot to the head
(chorus)
Many more will laugh and suffer, many more will laugh and die
One false move, and its an eye for an eye
(chorus)
"yeah, Im ready to die today"(repeat out)
