Who wants the wrath, it must be the hood
Who's up to no good, and wishes a man would
Come up and give him a reason to blast on..
I wouldn't put it past him!

He's got juice, how long will it last him?
He's gettin back, at, all the punks that harassed him
Ask him (HEY!) what's ya main hobby?
He'll say there ain't, nothin like the motherfuckin robbery

So don't crowd me, cause yo I run shit
You know, homey that old top gun shit
I got a slug comin straight out the barrel
For your ass, if you want to ask a dumb question

'Cause I'm quick on the draw, click-click, punks drop
Now your lifes ain't worth shit!

B-Real, Sen Dog
B-Real, Sen Dog
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)

Sen Dog, never again will I bend
No letters of death, no threats, will I send
So I'm puttin an end, to all your dumb shit
(dumb shit) dumb shit.. that, "Homes WHERE YOU FROM?" shit

'Cause I run shit, my way, all day, I don't play
'Cause it won't pay
Niggers want to play with the pistol, you make me get pissed though

Make you eat knuckles, feel your knees buckle
Still feelin' great when you're sleepin' on the pavement?
Save it! The beatdown, who gave it?
Sen did, no one will explain it


I've had it up to HERE, with all the bullshit
Finger's on the trigger, and I'm about to pull it
Gank hardrock, up the block, you know I rule it
To the punks around the corner someone's gonna catch a bullet

To the crew, that wants, to get with my program
I'm out to get mine, and ain't takin' shit from no man
In the neighborhood, cause there ain't no brotherhood
In other words, good, if you heard, that we're comin' up
We're out to make a quick buck, that's what I'm thinkin'
And I'm smokin' any PUNK who even thinks of finkin'

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