Luniz - Put The Lead On Ya Lyrics
[quiet voice in the background]What the ***** is this? ? bullet holes tupac.{*gun shots*}[chorus]Unload the barrel and blastIm puttin lead in yo mother*****in ass[repeat chorus 3x][knumskull]Im broke as ***** in this life that Im livin inIm watchin niggaz bubble an the jealousy is kickin inI wanna pull licks but that jelousy dont fit meLets bet on the set, Im a vet runnin from fiftyIt spell out, so Im a post to the fullestOnly servin then, the ice cream man is out again,Its jealous niggaz on the lurk stillWe had a treaty, so now they goin back on they first deal(awww now they ready to put the lead on yaHow would you like it if a nigga was broke an came fed on ya? ? !!)Thats why Im still on my ps an qs, readin foolsIm known as a shista deceivin fools, (see quit pagin me!!)Snoopin around found trouble, fo tryin to ***** up a niggaz bubbleDont bubble mo than he gotCuz now he know that if he get rid of youThen thats more cash in the potI got a rival now,Tha turf is showin what its worthI gotta pack a gat fo survival nowThey juss wont let me be, all I can be, so all I can seeIs victory, Im struggle master, soThe doo-doo that you do will only make me wanna bubble fasterNo party-poop cuz this troop came fed-eralSlappin hoes in they neck juss to let em knowIts all clear now whyIts so hard to say goodbyeYou broke, Im gettin highDont make me put the lead on ya[chorus] - 2x[dru down]Here I come, Im outta jail, fresh in the airNigga need a come up, so nigga didnt careSo let me think, nigga, I need to pick up paceNigga need a lick, nigga need no safes, so ahLet me get straight down to businessI need me some distance to run when I carry gunAn Im a be like quick on my feetYou try an be a heroMy nine milli, you an meAn even if youre the chief of policeNigga you will still catch some heatCuz Im juss.... one of the killaz in the townA niggaz know they call me dru mutha *****in downSo homie step back, this is a jackNigga make a move an that ass will get jackedBecause Im loaded, Im loaded off the dank-quidAn jackie you will get me high juss fo free seeJuss call me.... s-i-c-kI love to kill fo playCuz like cube it was a good dayAn Im a be like strictly on my qs, ps an qsIm puttin quarter holes in foolsSo dont you even ***** wit my repMy reps too bigAn leavin you diggin fo daysAn Im a get yaNigga if I want yaI got a gun you run niggaIm a pop yaBecause Im broke I need to fill me some endsGive me yo pocket book so I can break it inI goes to wells fargo, bank of americaAn if your a woman, dont think I still wont put the lead on yaBeeitch![chorus] - 4x[yukmouth]Hell yeah Im on welfare, g-a checksKeeps me paid like a mutha *****in vet on the setLet, my mail stretch an gets upTo even the point where my ***** be choppin zips upI whips up the creamTwenty-eight grams on the triple beamChefs hittin clean, how much clean? ?Four-fifteens, an the zap-coThe rap-go slip an made a weak moveDont sleep dude, I pull licks every week foolBut aint no bonnie an clyde niggaCuz if a ***** set up a lick, I get the money an slide niggaI hit the crap game first thang, leave if you shot yoCuz bein broke is the worst thangCheck this out man, cuz you know I aint that type niggieI scoop the dice, once or twice then the riggie, riggieDangle roll shot, is a fa sho shotNo shot, I mean its so hot, Im snatchin hella face from the blockI got the glockSixteen on my waist juss incaseNever hit 6-8s, know the haters at the gateWhen I shake the dice-a, nother one bites the dustThey mad as ***** gettin struck by the shistaI shoulda known, cuz rule number oneNever roll craps wit some niggaz from a track you aint fromThey young an claimin they broke, but they forgottenThat I got they mail, an I can tell they plottinBut shhhhitt, theyll get licked like a popsicleDont ***** around an get sent to the hospitalLil niggaz think they slick, but they already sawinPopin at yall takin raw shitLet me raise up from these cowards turfYeah, cuz lil do they know whats below the eddie bauer shirtNiggaz mean muggin me but what that doIm a soldier til its over6-5 on my tattoo punkSo if you want funk you be a dead homieCuz I be down if you pull a 2-elev homieNow all the niggaz gettin lit upI told ya live in yo house wit out yo strap is a rigg upCuz Im a put the lead on yaPunk ass nigga[chorus]
