Grab Yo Guns

(yup x5)

Nigga...

 

(chorus at 0:23)

Grab yo guns.

Bitch grab yo guns.

It's heatin' up here so grab yo guns.

So grab yo guns and start firin'.

And then start droppin'.

So we can protect Grape Watts.

 

(Verse 1 at 0:45)

Man i be droppin' niggas like the holocaust.

Makin' niggas taste sawdust.

Makin 'em covered in blood and mud

Shoot to the skull.

Makin' the blood spill.

Too much skill.

 

(chorus)

 

(verse 2 at 1:07)

It's the psychopathic rida.

Here for you mr gang banger.

Already been on you block loadin' up my glock.

Makin' weed money.

Maybe you should see what my gun is cooking.

(yeah x 3)

(chorus)

 

(Verse 3 at 1:33)

Yeah i am the leader.

Dis is my empire.

You better respect me.

Otherwise i will put my shotgun in yo mouth.

And shoot you way down the south.

It did say on the sign that my homies wont give mercy.

Too late to say sorry.

 

(verse 4 at 1:55)

Yeah,it's the west coast gangsta.

Aka the cold blooded killer.

Guess you could say im part time barbarian,full time Rastafarian.

Watchin' yo body as it get's eaten by a raven.

Guts spillin' out yo mouth.

Fuck the north and especially fuck the south.

Now for me to put a gun in your mouth.

Make the world better.

Nah shoot for the cheddar.

nigger.

(chorus at 2:25)

 

(Verse 5 at 2:39)

Time for me to finish this.

Like i did with vishiss

So vicious.

Makin' you delirious.

Now to end with a gun in yo jaw.

And apply one more piece to the success ladder on my jigsaw.

 

(chorus)

For my homies.

You know wassup.