Lyrics:
the vision
Caribou Lou is tradition
And the way to be true to your living is strange
We come in peace
But if you wanna be dumb and beef
A gun is
costra nostra
We movin through your hood like we supposed ta, flexin'
Lex and Diamonds hold the settlement
So keep the bust the gun Boo
Like that bad
nigga, cock the latch wit my nigga
Now how you gon' act wit my nigga?
Just remember there's a gun to your dome
And I will lick shots and run through
forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
gonorrhea
Man, I'm so tired of ballin' I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya like Moscow
Gun at your eyebrow, pow pow
Man, I ball hard, even with
baby
And you better bring your whole crew
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby
We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up
tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
Just study a tape of N.W.A
One day I was walking by with a Walkman on
When
Hey Nikki, you know everything
That there is to do
Here's a gun, take it home
Wait by the phone
We'll send someone over
To bring you what you need
forgot about Dre
So what do you say to somebody you hate (What?)
Or anyone tryna bring trouble your way?
Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (Yup)
(bounce)
I fuck with the vets
(vets) , lot of money to count (count)
My hoes be stressed
(stressed) , put a gun in her mouth (bitch)
Bitch bring it to me
(to
written by E. McDaniel
Here's a little story that I really want to tell
It's about Bo Diddley at the O.K Corral
Now, Bo Diddley didn't start no
of unstoppable roughness,
Waves crashing, the Captain's reaction,
Imagine cabins packed aboard the Spanish Galleon,
Cannon ball action split your ship into
little bitch
(Make sure you bring it 'Pac)
Around the way type shit
(Ayy yo 'Pac do that shit Westside style)
All them little hidden words in your raps
All
your trips if your duns come to shoot
Get greeted by a twenty-one gun salute
I keep 'em leery of the deadly '7 MC' theory
Soon as you they hear me, I
to your lair
Hidden in the many trenches of a hopeless war
Those who were sold out by a corporate board
Carry the casket
Never mind the gun spray
sparkle up your eyes
And you can still cut me down to size
Pleas take me as I am
Honey I'm still the same old man
[Chorus:]
You start out by trying
your booty go
(boom boom boom boom) Break it down now
(boom boom boom boom) Bring it up now
(boom boom boom boom) Push it back girl
(boom boom boom
of the young people
If my life is a movie then Sigel be the sequel
We bring it to your door with Bleek peekin' through your peek hole
And don't get scared
it come to this dope, blood, money
And guns i'm something like a triple threat
Power make her triple wet
The devil wears Prada
She loving that new
Pun keeps the guns cocked)
Yeah, and you don't stop
(We'll make it hot nigga, what? Bring it, I blow your whole spot)
Yeah, and you don't stop
It's
eat your soul in broad daylight
Front the all seeing watchful eye
Barrel like a train in the dead of night
Where the good things pass me by
I
Hey Nikki, you know everything
That there is to do
Here's a gun, take it home
Wait by the phone
We'll send someone over
To bring you what you need
reacts
Front if you want, kid, lay on your back
I don't fake jax, kid, you know I bring it to you live
Stay in a child's place, kid, you outta line
Drunken pirates (ahoy!) Unspoken legends of the sea
Fly your banners raise your tankards let us toast our victory
Greater than blackbeard (HWOUGH!)
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