Originoo Gunn Clapazz - M-pire Shrikez Back Lyrics
[intro: starang wondah]For real, yall, word upHennyville guzzla, my nigga major bloodI roll with the mutha*****in leader, big rockAnd the first and last general of this m.f.c. shit, sean p.Doc holiday, the underbossAnd I am the commander in chief of all operations, william h.For life, yall, word up[louieville sluggah]Live and direct, straight from the projectsWill and hennyville, Im lookin for the flyestOne night stand, out there to match my seats withAnd if its good, then Ill see her on the weekendPage beepin, my will is slow leakinCheckin little sis, she just got that ass beatin[starang wondah]Aiyo, who is that, nigga, big will, that always kick thatShit that, make your ***** hotWord up, my man hardcore, always actin like he never see cashTryin to be fast, spillin ashes in the heat clashAnd *****es bumrushin me, feelin me without touchin meAiyo I step off stage, the crowd cant get enough of meMy crew walks out, aiyo turn this war into a talk outWe aint beggin em, yo craig and them, bring the chalk outYall sometimey, try and act like ya grimyKnowin damn well, ya come behind meYou can find me and henny in the back of a six, with 2 chicksWit the windows up tinted, givin them two dicks[louieville sluggah]Yo niggas aint stoppin us from soda poppinBob marley spliffs, with the fly whip coppinMoney in my pocket, chicken heads flockinNiggas stay watchin, systems stay rockin[starang wondah]The m.f.c. for life, in this I do doubleFrom brownsville, big willll stay in the troubleSorry, my nigga, I didnt mean to burst ya bubbleBut I hit that *****, I didnt know you was a coupleWill with the skill so ill, its thats pureSick with this shit, doctors cant find a cureAnd its on[chorus 2x: rock]Its plain to see, you cant change meCuz Im wit m.f.c. for ya lifeThey ask you, did you deed, stuck your keyYou tell them m.f.c. for ya life[thunderfoot]Its impossible, to stop the money, who lyric ox youI leave more niggas face down, then guliani cops doMy crew, he comin out to you movin that mach 2I nerve block every pressure point, like I knew kung fuOn my name, with squattin ya keg, and I had a son tooStrap up, cuz you dont know how many dicks they broads run throughAnd my m.f.c., look they norman serveYo pass that hennyville real, so I can feel the swerveAnd start earnin up words, and pushin whips on the curbI start reachin for mics and makin niggas loose nerve, you heardSuper blind side, multiply to the thirdMy word is bond like james, you spit game, I spit flameAnd while you playin around, Im takin aimI feed you information, til I overload ya brainAnd your body shut down and goin in shock from the painFirst come lightning, then the thunders on, and then come rain[chorus][starang wondah]All the m.f.c.ites worship the ground that I walk onI bless these mics that I talk onCats is blinded, lookin for rhymes, ya cant find itLookin out for what will say, nigga rewind itThis nigga lost me, knowin starang, its extra flossyCoolin on the ave, where all my magnum force beIf it cost me, a g or two, imma see youAnd wouldnt wanna be you, catch you without a previewLeave you in the dust without a gun to bustMake your ass forever regret, *****in wit us[louieville sluggah]The name henny, weighin in at 150, shorty say he packin plentyCouldnt be any one out there like henny (God damn right)You can bet that on your life, front your wifeFor real, will wanna slice, is like lewinskiGiven hed to prez and vice (she too nice)Forever twist the law for lifeM.f.c. life is do what the ***** we want (got that right)And bob mar swab, droppin bloodshed into blessingCame in the name of love, so nigga, flame it upI caught pain from the breakup, yo I had to regainIm checkin shorty with the make-upMy number one thought of course, bout when she wake upSix in the morn, still Im chasin paper[chorus 3x]
