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Heltah Skeltah

Gunz `N Onez (Iz U Wit Me)

  hip-hop  rap  underground hip-hop  boot camp clik  hip hop
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Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..Intro/Chorus: RockIz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even playersWhether you hate us or you show us loveNo matter what you do money, stack your gunz `n onezIz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even playersCrooks, willies, pimps, all my sonsNo matter what you do baby, stack your gunz `n onezVerse One: MethodYo, light another, and elevate on this one my brotherRespect mine like my baby motherI shine when it rain, the sky`s cryin for all the black youththat`s dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his ironAnd in the mist the slugs flyin, one bursthe kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at firstor badly hurt, it`s all science, another nigga merkedKid snatched his purse and his work, left nuttinbut the shells on the turf, the situation`s worseA lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they skirtscause it`s real, not everyone can rhyme and get a dealNot everyone can shine and make a mealSo Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the headfor all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff saidDon`t be mistaken, or mislead, it`s all peaceBut when my baby`s gotta get fed, I`m all teethBitin DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshedI cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this lifeon the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind cuz-o, can you deal?Chorus: RockWu-Tang are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air!All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even playersHeads on lockdown and those on the runNo matter what you do money, stack your gunz `n onezVerse Two: RuckAiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain splatteraIn a matter of seconds I`m disrespectin your characterWhat`s the matter ya niggaz ain`t ready for the massacreI`ll be slappin y`all niggaz in the face with the calibreYou like the voice baby? Ruck is the choice latelySlap a hoe in the grapple hold just like Royce GracieMy boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say latelyThen deep down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazyMaybe, y`all niggaz should just chill before I fuck you upI can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the uppercutWhat the fuck? Y`all niggaz do it the mic ruinyour life by screwin, your wife now cruisinAffect with the motherfuckin grimy styleMeth-Tical, Heltah Skeltah for the Ninety-NowRemind me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to bebetter than you is on the mic, but now you losing meChorus: RockSo iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even playersWhether you rap for a living or sell drugs for fundsNo matter what you do, stack your gunz `n onezVerse Three: RockSon I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kidPotentially rebellious yet a straight A studentI listened to my elders til I found out they was stupidWhat they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shitNow, I hold mo` concealed Heat than AcapulcoRicans in Bushwick call me Rocko, el mano locoGot a fo`-fo` to make thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJoPackin ever since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-noWe don`t need those doe, street cats don`t need gatsSix-five, from the NBA, many niggaz be thatSo try me, like Mutumbo you can`t get shit by meSend you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehehold that thought for a minuteAnd watch your shorty before I run up in it I admit itI`m like Sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin I`m JamaicanBut it`s thirst that`ll get your jewelry and dough takenFUCK Batman and Robin, I`m robbin with a bat manChase niggaz like Chevy for makin wack jamsHit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Sean Pricein Alcatraz fan, they`ll tell you watch the jabbinChorus: RockSo iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even playersGods, Earths, and cons, Crips and BloodsNo matter what you do money, stack your gunz `n onezIz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even playersM.F.C., Killa Beez and my Outlaw thugsArmaggedeon soon come, stack your gunz `n onezstack your gunz `n onez, stack your gunz `n onez Heltah Skeltah come soon, be prepared motherfuckerstack your gunz `n onez, stack your gunz `n onez Cause ain`t nobody safe motherfuckerstack your gunz `n onez, stack your gunz `n onez Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah Skeltahstack your gunz `n onez, stack your gunz `n onez Same shit

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