Wona Get Some, I Got Some 作词：Paul Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan, Jordan Houston, Anthony Wells
Yeah, HC mutha fuckin' P nigga hypnotized mutha fuckin' Mindz bitch For you mutha fuckin' Rinky Dink Records up out there Y'all know who y'all is, there's a bunch of you mutha fucka's DJ Paul and Juicy J wannabe ass niggas T-Rock rock that shit fo these [unverified]
My house of representatives, be A town assassins That'll cause a riot in any shape form or fashion Run up in your grill, when attention who we blastin' Now woo now we presidential thing 'cause you was flashin'
We some alcoholic niggas, we cause depression A-tech in this Mobb, niggas mashin' for cashin' Amazed what we see the crooked police harassin' All because we makin' cheddar other clicks are lackin'
Down for the cause, where you haters wanna brawl Got my back against the wall, Hypnotized Camp I call We some treal figgas', drug heal niggas, makin' [unverified]quicker Livin' in the world where it's hard not to kill niggas
Enemies is layin', unless they hold in tight them brain cells Sacraficein' every chick that they can make, because of fame mama Clean till I'm gone, like I'm ridin' on the chrome Shakin' all the playa haters, soaking knowledge in my dome
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Oh, it's gettin' hot up in here You mutha fucka's learned some technique yet nigga I start this shit changed the beat up
Get back from me nigga here come, lord your fuckin' nemesis Back on your premises, remember what I left on bitch You hoes can't take me, you can't fake me You can't make me, you can't break me
Always shady and I leave yo weak ass [unverified]
I got no fears and no pain in my veins man I been insane coming free in the black rain
You wanna step up to the man, well put yourself in danger I'm like the ranger from the West and obsessed with anger I hear the room was from consumers and this shit is funny The niggas talkin' shit, it's niggas who ain't got no money
They make a sale off fuck a grip they askin' never again They make a sack a stick to bitch they askin' never stick They make a sack to spit this gangsta shit they'll never spit
So walk up faking feel the shackin' drowning in fuckin' piss Trick yo' gossip, you're like fossets so I let you leak Lord is elitein' now I beat you like a hoggy beat
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Man you bitches got problems, let it be known hoe This whoa die gone solve 'em, when it be one who Fucking 'round wit' grown men that Hypnotized Camp
HCP we got that pump, cut up your fuckin' neck Man I'm glad these niggas gonna the fuck up out the Posse Songs Now I'm smilin' in an [unverified]ridin' on chrome Singin', no new niggas in our click we thick We rich, we glist, we been down for years
I done been up on your corner, I done smoked up all they weed I done hold down with your killas, I done corner them for there g's Niggas talkin' 'bout yo ass, say you ain't nuthin' but a bitch Say you always claimin' killa but for real you suckin' dick
Yeah, it's funny how it is to see a nigga in a thong Get them glocks with the pop, you gone break yo ass and run I ain't fuckin' wit' yo kind and I ain't got no point to prove Let yo legs move be a mutha fuckin' best move bitch
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some
Little ass boy you gone hear this and feel me Smilies in my face but chu really wanna kill me Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some Any one of you niggas wona get some, I got some