Fuck all y`all
I`m comin` of the wall
I got a nigga from The Source
Swingin` from my balls
Ughh!
Ya want me to set it
Well my MAC 11 takes unleaded
Let it rain
And jackin` out fire
What you`re seein` when I`m takin` shit another level higher
Now it`s on
Ain`t gettin` domed
Buckin` all these niggas `till they all gone
Now we can roll to the east side of town
And I`m lookin` for a fat boy and a lotta (state of clown)
You better move your ass to this MAC-11
Pointed at your ass for the 1-8-7
Yeah motherfucker, gonna break your back with this shit. Hey
motherfuckas:
move back! Yo, B-Real..
I`m the head-hunter
You goin` under
Make a trophy
Call it the two-headed buster
On my mantle
Back in the temple
Givin` up the family
Up and down Central
Butt bloody
Anybody
Lookin` for a wide body
One body
Somebody
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
I ain`t fallin` off like Humpty-Dumpty
Nigga you still wanna bump me
Still got the hand on pump
And now I`m thumpin` on `em
Thumpin on `em
See
Somebody, anybody scream
When I got the gatt with the big red beam
Now what if I moved it up right between your eyes
Now your chances are never
When you`re lookin` at the slug at the of the barrel
Where ya gonna run when ya can`t move further
Seven eighty one redruM with the Murder
Tie him up
Throw him in the trunk
Let the funk
Blow his earsdrums out
`Till he`s bleedin`
Then let`s get him weeded
It`s the phunk Buddha
Let me do the
Ceremony up with the hoota
And the shooter
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
Some be testin`
Keepin` `em guessin`
Smile on my face
Got the Smith & Wesson
