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Correct Stick To Ya Gunz Lyrics
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Correct Stick To Ya Gunz
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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 Verse One: Lil' Fame Let's take a slide through the I'll side of town with this B Boy Watch out for Jake snakes and decoys The streets keep you p noid Everyday'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 villians outside blazin Mad shots was poppin and, I see visions of droppin men Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on Hopkinson That's why this +Downtown Swinga+ Ruckus bringa be packin bangers That make your whole shit 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 shit in So keep ya gun breezed for fuckin with these New York Desperadoes We'll bust open your head like avocadoes Heavy artillery in my facility For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz Chorus: Yo what up? Ain't nothin; is it real? Yeah son What's todays mathematics nigga? 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! Verse Two: Billy Danze The most beautifullest thing in the world is a fo'-fo' Desert Eagle Nigga, that shit 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 blaze em in the grave If it happen the squad's cappin, I'm in the mix And I'd rather be touched 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 fuckin board Firin squad, niggaz on the run Get props from top notch niggaz that I'll bill, stick to they guns Chorus: repeat 2X Verse Three: Kool G. Rap Aiyyo, I represent Queens, on crime scenes a murder machine Put M-16's in niggaz spleens So head for the hills, nigga cause when I get ill It's blood spilled for real I aim my fuckin steel and shoot to kill So grab your bodyshield get ready for the dustin The biscuit that I'm clutchin Puffin like cess but that's the fuckin dutchman Buckin at all you sucka cluckin niggaz that want the ruckus We'll be three niggaz who's clappin but we ain't applaudin you motherfuckers Keep my mack hid up under back, two shots to crack lids Ain't gotta go rush to Toys are Us 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 motherfuckin map nigga we stay strapped In fact I let a ak cap push your toupee back Runnin with mad sons gunnin shit up and leave your hit up for the funds Niggaz better stick to they guns Chorus: repeat 2X
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