lirik lagu m o p - stick to ya gunz
calling the police, calling the g men
calling all americans to war on the underworld
all i need is money and i’m getting that money, tonight
let’s take a slide through the illside of town with this b-boy
watch out for jakes, snakes and decoys, the streets keep you p-noid
every day’s a new game, we do thangs for new thangs
this kid got stopped for like three g’s and two chains
yo, i know about these streets i was raised in
in my crib i heard villains outside blazin’
mad shots was poppin’ and i see visions of droppin’ men
five minutes later some n-gg- was sprawled out on hopkinson
that’s why this downtown swinga
ruckus bringa be packin’ bangers
that make your whole sh-t out of clothes hangers
it’s only one life to give in, get in where ya fit in
the fo’-fo’ will cold push ya sh-t in
so keep ya gun breezed for f-ckin’
with these new york desperadoes
we’ll bust open your head like avocados
heavy artillery in my facility
for you snake -ss ones i stick to my gunz
yo, what up? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays mathematics n-gg-? stick to ya gunz
what’s the word? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays knowledge of self? stick to ya gunz
the most beautifulest thing in the world
is a fo’ fo’ desert eagle, n-gg-, that sh-t is diesel
lethal hollow point slugs bust through any object
squeeze it at rapid fire, clear the whole projects
i ain’t gonna be beefin’ or eyein’ you
silently i move violently, me, ain’t no reliable see
i been chasin’ and lacin’ tough guys for days
findin’ ways to erase ’em and place ’em in the grave
if it happen the squad’s cappin’, i’m in the mix
and i’d rather be judged by twelve, than laid by six
my kind, on the front line still standin’
mr. billy danze and i’ll work you with a mini cannon
holdin’ it down it’s the drama lord
so you riff, you be lift and laid stiff as a f-ckin’ board
firin’ squad, n-gg-z on the run
get props from top notch n-gg-z that ill bill, stick to they guns
yo, what up? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays mathematics n-gg-? stick to ya gunz
what’s the word? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays knowledge of self? stick to ya gunz
yo, what up? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays mathematics n-gg-? stick to ya gunz
what’s the word? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays knowledge of self? stick to ya gunz
aiyyo, i represent queens, on crime scenes
a murder machine, put m-16’s in n-gg-z spleens
so head for the hills, n-gg- ’cause
when i get ill, it’s blood spilled for real
i aim my f-ckin’ steel and shoot to kill
so grab your body shield get ready for the duckin’
the biscuit that i’m clutchin’
puffin’ like cess but that’s the f-ckin’ dutchman
buckin’ at all you sucka cluckin’ n-gg-z that want the ruckus
we’ll be three n-gg-z who’s clappin’ but we ain’t applaudin’
you motherf-ckers, keep my mack hid up under back
two shots to crack lids, ain’t gotta go rush
to toys r u’s to get you cabbage patch kids
once i let the laser beams gleam and the red dots are seen
your whole team is gettin’ blown to smithereens
queens on the motherf-ckin’ map n-gg- we stay strapped
in fact i let a ak cap push your toupee back
runnin’ with mad sons gunnin’ sh-t up
and leave you hit up for the funds
n-gg-z better stick to they guns
yo, what up? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays mathematics n-gg-? stick to ya gunz
what’s the word? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays knowledge of self? stick to ya gunz
yo, what up? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays mathematics n-gg-? stick to ya gunz
what’s the word? ain’t nothin’ is it real? yeah son
what’s todays knowledge of self? stick to ya gunz
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