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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,680
Peak in subgenre #891
Author
Steve T, Young Juan
Rights
MediKal Records
Uploaded
August 06, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB • 128 kbps • 4:20
Lyrics
(Hook x2)
at a young age i had visions of gun play/
wit the collision of my pen on one page/
all it took was one ryhme fuck wit me all u hear is a gun chime
nigga one time one time
(Steve T)
you dont know how easy it is for steve t
to leave peeps leakin wet like a squeegie
you see he, is a rebel with gats, well rebel with rap
whack tracks well never settle for that
gat pack metal to blast, ya melon in half
back pack just sellin them halfs, white boy know well in the trap
you haters need to stop tellin us that, you fellas some macks
the last time you sniffed pussy was smellin ya cat
give me some medicine fast, im too sick for you
and i be movin wit animals like this dude with the zoo
dude stick to blues, you in a sad state
when me and man flip this damn weight like pan cakes
until our pan breaks, want trouble this man ache
get beef in ya damn plate, all yall
better keep peace in my landspace
or you fuckers get a piece in ya damn face
(Hook x2)
(Young Juan)
man i mean wut i say and i say wut i mean/
so when mt team go to play im gone play wit tha team/
when i spray wit them things its the mac or da nine /
and my niggaz know juan got they back like a spine/
wit bags of dat chron u know juan back on da grind
to get juan pockets like john stocktons im passin dem dimes/
and im still writin my ryhmes i put my life on da line/
da boy cant be stopped im like mike in his prime/
my clock tickin nigga and im fuckin right on my time/
stop fishin nigga aint no fuckin biting my lines/
so yall niggaz betta fall back or haul ass/
cuz yall act like yall cant get on a dog tag/
dis aint no test nigga aint no fuckin scantrons/
damn juan left em in mo blood than tampons/
wit nuttin lose we still bustin tha tool/
wit sumthin to prove im comin for loot mattafact im comin for u
(Hook x2)
(Juan 2, Steve 2)
dude its a wrap soon as i put u in a bag/
in tha booth u be whack dogg its been provin a fact/
we move in da jag cruise in our path/
wit two dudes in tha back goofin shootin yo ass/
niggaz hollerin and hootin on tracks dey producin dat trash/
polution is bad we in da lane for dat change but we aint usin a map/
yea we mutants on tracks our movement is cash /
so either get tha troops and shoot back or put da loot in da bag/
paper or plastic they hate on our rap shit/
but we makin dem tracks quick for gangstas and bad kids/
we grade A assasins stay shootin but we aint makin dem baskets/
we break in ya dads crib str8 A-K blastin bastards/
and thats if they ass get active the damage be massive/
when tha mac spit when i pull it im passin/
cuz the bullets they catchin when im pullin and blastin/
full of dat passion bullshittas and whack kids cant put in they rap shit
(Hook x2)
