You Can Get the Gat for That 歌词
| 歌曲 | You Can Get the Gat for That |
| 歌手 | Spice 1 |
| 专辑 | AmeriKKKa's Nightmare |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Green | |
| You can get the gat for this | |
| And you can get the gat for that | |
| (chorus) | |
| Niggaz wonder why s-p-i do or die | |
| I don't give a fuck, i'm just a nigga stayin high | |
| So why do you roll with a strap on ya side | |
| Cause these playin hatin niggaz wanna jack me for my rizzide | |
| Niggaz wonder why s-p-i do or die | |
| I'm just a young nigga and i'm tryin to get my cash on | |
| So why do you roll with a strap on ya side | |
| Cause if shit'll get too funky i might have to get my blast on | |
| It goes 1 for the treble, 2 for the funk | |
| Time to get my motherfuckin 12 gauge pump | |
| I blast off like nasa, as i rolls right past ya | |
| Bust a couple a caps and leave ya ghost like casper | |
| I peels caps like bad, comes wicked like iz | |
| They make me hollow tipped and then they seal it with a kizz | |
| For them bootsie motherfuckers that be ridin around | |
| Hidin around the corner tryin to get a motherfucker down | |
| Wearin his adams apple like a fuckin snapple | |
| Dismantle motherfuckers, and hear they bodies crackle | |
| Laugh like a jackel as i tackle they ass | |
| With a fury of them buckshots, crackin they mask | |
| Kinda skip the drama, puts bodies in freezers like jeffrey dahmer | |
| You can get the gat for that kidnap your mama | |
| The big mack from the itty-bitty city | |
| Niggaz actin shitty so i licks em with my nitty | |
| (chorus) | |
| Stick that nigga, i told my dj xtra large | |
| As we pull some niggaz car up out his own garage | |
| I stack them niggaz up in them hearses like a can a sardines | |
| 2000 dollars a body, i'm for hire if you got the green | |
| "ya got the mad buy, my millimeter to say | |
| 187, comin wicked leavin black much day" | |
| I don't be fuckin with them niggaz who be shady n shit | |
| Better stock that grip and an extra clip and a bottle a hindu to sip on | |
| Trip on this nigga that's leavin' em dead in the alley | |
| Whats your murder penal code? 781 here in cali | |
| Red rum, we hit'cha and we give ya some | |
| See mosta these niggaz up in my set, we bustin dum-dums | |
| My uzi eats em up and spits em out, fuck a title bout | |
| I'm pullin my gat up out a fist fight with out a doubt | |
| Cause i ain't playin, fightin is fuckin around | |
| I'd rather bust and leave your ass 6 feet up under ground | |
| (chorus) | |
| (g-nut) | |
| Yeah, its the g-motherfuckin nizzo, that nappy headed nigga | |
| They got me lookin up over my shoulder now man | |
| I gotta strap | |
| I ain't be shady, playa hataz hate me | |
| Bitches snitchin, heh, it really ain't the same | |
| But um, spice told me once, him and dj xtra large, they told me | |
| That i can get the strap for this | |
| And that i can get the strap for that | |
| And that's what the fuck i'm gone do | |
| I'm out this bitch man |
| zuo ci : Green | |
| You can get the gat for this | |
| And you can get the gat for that | |
| chorus | |
| Niggaz wonder why spi do or die | |
| I don' t give a fuck, i' m just a nigga stayin high | |
| So why do you roll with a strap on ya side | |
| Cause these playin hatin niggaz wanna jack me for my rizzide | |
| Niggaz wonder why spi do or die | |
| I' m just a young nigga and i' m tryin to get my cash on | |
| So why do you roll with a strap on ya side | |
| Cause if shit' ll get too funky i might have to get my blast on | |
| It goes 1 for the treble, 2 for the funk | |
| Time to get my motherfuckin 12 gauge pump | |
| I blast off like nasa, as i rolls right past ya | |
| Bust a couple a caps and leave ya ghost like casper | |
| I peels caps like bad, comes wicked like iz | |
| They make me hollow tipped and then they seal it with a kizz | |
| For them bootsie motherfuckers that be ridin around | |
| Hidin around the corner tryin to get a motherfucker down | |
| Wearin his adams apple like a fuckin snapple | |
| Dismantle motherfuckers, and hear they bodies crackle | |
| Laugh like a jackel as i tackle they ass | |
| With a fury of them buckshots, crackin they mask | |
| Kinda skip the drama, puts bodies in freezers like jeffrey dahmer | |
| You can get the gat for that kidnap your mama | |
| The big mack from the ittybitty city | |
| Niggaz actin shitty so i licks em with my nitty | |
| chorus | |
| Stick that nigga, i told my dj xtra large | |
| As we pull some niggaz car up out his own garage | |
| I stack them niggaz up in them hearses like a can a sardines | |
| 2000 dollars a body, i' m for hire if you got the green | |
| " ya got the mad buy, my millimeter to say | |
| 187, comin wicked leavin black much day" | |
| I don' t be fuckin with them niggaz who be shady n shit | |
| Better stock that grip and an extra clip and a bottle a hindu to sip on | |
| Trip on this nigga that' s leavin' em dead in the alley | |
| Whats your murder penal code? 781 here in cali | |
| Red rum, we hit' cha and we give ya some | |
| See mosta these niggaz up in my set, we bustin dumdums | |
| My uzi eats em up and spits em out, fuck a title bout | |
| I' m pullin my gat up out a fist fight with out a doubt | |
| Cause i ain' t playin, fightin is fuckin around | |
| I' d rather bust and leave your ass 6 feet up under ground | |
| chorus | |
| gnut | |
| Yeah, its the gmotherfuckin nizzo, that nappy headed nigga | |
| They got me lookin up over my shoulder now man | |
| I gotta strap | |
| I ain' t be shady, playa hataz hate me | |
| Bitches snitchin, heh, it really ain' t the same | |
| But um, spice told me once, him and dj xtra large, they told me | |
| That i can get the strap for this | |
| And that i can get the strap for that | |
| And that' s what the fuck i' m gone do | |
| I' m out this bitch man |
| zuò cí : Green | |
| You can get the gat for this | |
| And you can get the gat for that | |
| chorus | |
| Niggaz wonder why spi do or die | |
| I don' t give a fuck, i' m just a nigga stayin high | |
| So why do you roll with a strap on ya side | |
| Cause these playin hatin niggaz wanna jack me for my rizzide | |
| Niggaz wonder why spi do or die | |
| I' m just a young nigga and i' m tryin to get my cash on | |
| So why do you roll with a strap on ya side | |
| Cause if shit' ll get too funky i might have to get my blast on | |
| It goes 1 for the treble, 2 for the funk | |
| Time to get my motherfuckin 12 gauge pump | |
| I blast off like nasa, as i rolls right past ya | |
| Bust a couple a caps and leave ya ghost like casper | |
| I peels caps like bad, comes wicked like iz | |
| They make me hollow tipped and then they seal it with a kizz | |
| For them bootsie motherfuckers that be ridin around | |
| Hidin around the corner tryin to get a motherfucker down | |
| Wearin his adams apple like a fuckin snapple | |
| Dismantle motherfuckers, and hear they bodies crackle | |
| Laugh like a jackel as i tackle they ass | |
| With a fury of them buckshots, crackin they mask | |
| Kinda skip the drama, puts bodies in freezers like jeffrey dahmer | |
| You can get the gat for that kidnap your mama | |
| The big mack from the ittybitty city | |
| Niggaz actin shitty so i licks em with my nitty | |
| chorus | |
| Stick that nigga, i told my dj xtra large | |
| As we pull some niggaz car up out his own garage | |
| I stack them niggaz up in them hearses like a can a sardines | |
| 2000 dollars a body, i' m for hire if you got the green | |
| " ya got the mad buy, my millimeter to say | |
| 187, comin wicked leavin black much day" | |
| I don' t be fuckin with them niggaz who be shady n shit | |
| Better stock that grip and an extra clip and a bottle a hindu to sip on | |
| Trip on this nigga that' s leavin' em dead in the alley | |
| Whats your murder penal code? 781 here in cali | |
| Red rum, we hit' cha and we give ya some | |
| See mosta these niggaz up in my set, we bustin dumdums | |
| My uzi eats em up and spits em out, fuck a title bout | |
| I' m pullin my gat up out a fist fight with out a doubt | |
| Cause i ain' t playin, fightin is fuckin around | |
| I' d rather bust and leave your ass 6 feet up under ground | |
| chorus | |
| gnut | |
| Yeah, its the gmotherfuckin nizzo, that nappy headed nigga | |
| They got me lookin up over my shoulder now man | |
| I gotta strap | |
| I ain' t be shady, playa hataz hate me | |
| Bitches snitchin, heh, it really ain' t the same | |
| But um, spice told me once, him and dj xtra large, they told me | |
| That i can get the strap for this | |
| And that i can get the strap for that | |
| And that' s what the fuck i' m gone do | |
| I' m out this bitch man |
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