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You can get the gat for this
And you can get the gat for that
(CHORUS)
wonder why S-P-I do or die
I don't give a fk, I'm just a nigg* stayin high
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
Cause these playin hatin wanna jack me for my rizzide
wonder why S-P-I do or die
I'm just a young nigg* and I'm tryin to get my cash on
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
Cause if s**t'll get too funky I might have to get my blast on
It goes 1 for the treble, 2 for the funk
Time to get my motherfkin 12 gauge pump
I blast off like NASA, as I rolls right past ya
Bust a couple a caps and leave ya ghost like casper
I peels caps like bad, comes wicked like Iz
They make me hollow tipped and then they seal it with a kizz
For them bootsie motherfkers that be ridin around
Hidin around the corner tryin to get a motherfker down
Wearin his adams apple like a fkin snapple
Dismantle motherfkers, and hear they bodies crackle
Laugh like a jackel as I tackle they ass
With a fury of them buckshots, crackin they mask
Kinda skip the drama, puts bodies in freezers like Jeffrey Dahmer
You can get the gat for that kidnap your mama
The big mack from the itty-bitty city
actin s**tty so I licks em with my nitty
(CHORUS)
Stick that nigg*, I told my DJ Xtra Large
As we pull some car up out his own garage
I stack them up in them hearses like a can a sardines
2000 dollars a body, I'm for hire if you got the green
"Ya got the mad buy, my millimeter to say
187, comin wicked leavin black much day"
I don't be fkin with them who be shady n s**t
Better stock that grip and an extra clip and a bottle a hindu to sip on
Trip on this nigg* that's leavin' em dead in the alley
Whats your murder penal code? 781 here in Cali
Red rum, we hit'cha and we give ya some
See mosta these up in my set, we bustin dum-dums
My uzi eats em up and spits em out, fk a title bout
I'm pullin my gat up out a fist fight with out a doubt
Cause I ain't playin, fightin is fkin around
I'd rather bust and leave your as* 6 feet up under ground
(CHORUS)
(G-Nut)
Yeah, its the G-Motherfkin Nizzo, that nappy headed nigg*
They got me lookin up over my shoulder now man
I gotta strap
I ain't be shady, playa hataz hate me
girls snitchin, heh, it really ain't the same
But um, Spice told me once, him and DJ Xtra Large, they told me
That I can get the strap for this
And that I can get the strap for that
And that's what the fk I'm gone do
I'm out this b*tch man