Stick to Ya Gunz

Stick to Ya Gunz -M.O.P.
Written by ：C.Martin/E.Murry/J.Grinnage/Kool G Rap
Calling the police calling the G men
Calling all Americans to war on the underworld
All I need is money and Im getting that money tonight
Lets take a slide through the illside of town with this B-Boy
Watch out for Jakes snakes and decoys the streets keep you P-noid
Every days a new game we do thangs for new thangs
This kid got stopped for like three Gs and two chains
Yo I know about these streets I was raised in
In my crib I heard villains outside blazin
Mad shots was poppinand I see visions of droppinmen
Five minutes later some ni**a was sprawled out on hopkinson
Thats why this downtown swinga
Ruckus bringa be packinbangers
That make your whole sh* t out of clothes hangers
Its only one life to give in get in where ya fit in
The fo-fowill cold push ya sh*t in
So keep ya gun breezed for f**kin
With these New York desperadoes
Well bust open your head like avocados
Heavy artillery in my facility
For you snake a**ones I stick to my gunz
Yo what up aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays mathematics ni**a stick to ya gunz
Whats the word aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz
The most beautifullest thing in the world
Is a fo-foDesert Eagle ni**a that sh*t is Diesel
Lethal hollow point slugs plunge through any object
Squeeze it at rapid fire clear the whole projects
I aint gonna be beefinor eyeinyou
Silently I move violently me and old reliable see
I been chasinand lacintough guys for days
Findinways to erase em and place em in the grave
If it happen the squads cappinIm in the mix
And Id rather be judged by twelve than laid by six
My kind on the front line still standin
Mr Billy Danze and Ill work you with a mini cannon
Holdinit down its the drama Lord
So you riff you be lift and laid stiff as a f**kinboard
Firinsquad niggaz on the run
Get props from top notch niggaz that ill bill stick to they guns
Yo what up aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays mathematics ni**a stick to ya gunz
Whats the word aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz
Yo what up aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays mathematics ni**a stick to ya gunz
Whats the word aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz
Aiyyo I represents Queens on crime scenes
A murder machine put M-16s in niggaz spleens
So head for the hills ni**a cause
When I get ill its blood spilled for real
I aim my f**kinsteel and shoot to kill
So grab your body shield get ready for the duckin
The biscuit that Im clutchin
Puffinlike cess but thats the f**kinDutchman
Buckinat all you sucka cluckinniggaz that want the ruckus
Well be three niggaz whos clappinbut we aint applaudin
You motherf**kers keep my mack hid up under back
Two shots to crack lids aint gotta go rush
To toys R Us to get you cabbage patch kid
Once I let the laser beams gleam and the red dots are seen
Your whole team is gettinblown to smithereens
Queens on the motherf**kinmap ni** a we stay strapped
In fact I let a Ak cap push your toupee back
Runninwith mad sons gunninsh*t up
And leave you hit up for the funds
Niggaz better stick to they guns
Yo what up aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays mathematics ni**a stick to ya gunz
Whats the word aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz
Yo what up aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays mathematics ni**a stick to ya gunz
Whats the word aint nothinis it real yeah son
Whats todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz
Ya gunz
You make motherf**k to you
Get on stick your only gunz
Only gunz
Stick stick stick
You know f**k stick you know f**k stick