| «Get down let’s see your hands see your hands!
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| Let’s see your hands everybody hands!
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| Everybody let’s see some hands! |
| Huh?
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| Don’t nobody move!
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| Don’t get out of the car stay where you’re at»
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| Verse One:
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| Niggaz in the street that I dislike
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| You better get this right
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| These days what the fuck is a fist fight
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| Picture me puttin niggaz in headlocks
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| When I can lick off shots and put they ass in a box
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| Cause if you steppin to me tryin to throw a right hook
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| You’re just lookin to get your motherfuckin life took
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| Cause I can’t wait to be a niggaz fate
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| So while you lift weights, I’m liftin lite-ass nickel plates
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| So if you wanna misbehave nigga
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| I’ll have to kick it to the motherfuckin grave digger
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| Yeah motherfucker you heard it
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| Doin all that rope-a-dope shit, nope, your dopey-ass murdered
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| Niggaz’ll be the Karate Kid
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| But I’ll be in prison doin a motherfuckin body-bid
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| So you can take all that Rocky shit home
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| Sylvester Stallone ain’t shit against Al Capone
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| Cause I ain’t got no patience or energy
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| For motherfuckers and punk-ass suckers that wanna injure me
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| Step up and play me like I’m soft
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| Bitch I don’t knock motherfuckers out, I’m knockin motherfuckers off
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| Leavin the scene like Machine Gun Kelly
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| Two to the head about four cross the belly
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| Steady givin niggaz the runs
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| Fuckin clam put your fists down and go for your guns
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| «Alright, on the ground, face down face down on the ground
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| Get on the ground
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| Hands behind your head»
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| «So, so what are you gonna do?
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| Beat-beat the crap out of me?» |
| NO!
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| Verse Two:
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| You punk-ass niggaz better hop or chill
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| Cause my glock can kill twenty motherfuckers with boxer skills
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| That’s how I put a niggaz head out
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| The murder scene needs more than Visine to get the red out
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| And I don’t give a fuck if you know Judo
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| Cause I’ma blow your motherfuckin ass to Pluto
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| And when I blast the trey niggaz pass away
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| Put in the ground til your silly clown ass decay
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| So all you niggaz with the jokes
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| (Is everybody ready?) Well dibbida-dat's all folks
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| Cause nigga you don’t want the nine to go (boom)
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| Niggaz like Tyson woulda died a long time ago
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| Ran outta luck when I struck on you sucker ducks
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| No uppercuts you’ll be another motherfucker bucked
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| Gettin all rumps in stuffed up boots
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| Hell no, I’m givin motherfuckers burial suits
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| Your little T.K.O was A.O.K.
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| My way is R.I.P., niggaz are D.O.A.
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| Dead on Arrival
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| So nigga you better come with your gun if you want survival
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| From the Mak-11
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| And those are real shots on the motherfuckin track 7
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| I ain’t kickin niggaz buns
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| If it’s a bitch I’ma wetta you better go for your guns
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| «Yo wassup, what the fuck is up now man?
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| What?
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| Where my money at man?
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| Hey yo, yo I told you I’d see you when I see you
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| Aww man you act like you wanna fight
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| What what? |
| Yeah yeah alright yeah, I wanna fight» *BOOM*
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| Verse Three:
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| Rollin up on niggaz wearin wigs
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| Cause I got a Sig for you nigs and all you motherfuckin pigs
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| Kool G Rap’s a bad decision
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| Fuck front page I’m puttin niggaz on television
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| I got heart kid if you want we can throw it out
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| But you ain’t got no heart motherfucker when I blow it out |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Go for Your Guns , by - Kool G Rap. Song from the album The Pre-Kill Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп