Lyrics:
Lawton, AKA Deadshot
Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone
Next to him – and then a travelling shot
Of Gotham’s rooftops
Followed by Deadshot planting
a shadow
I no go ever leave e ur side
Gal you know say I dey by your side like your daddy and your mummy
Yeah yeah 2x
Nothing wey dem talk o
Nothing wey
fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
[Hook x2]
[Too $hort]
Well pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb
It's about time somebody checked you, you
Just G's and lex we slang heat till death
Top notch bombs drop and keep the house on deck nothing less
[Chorus]
[Tha Angels]
Fell up in the Dogg House,
get me, get this now can you freestyle
Freestyle no styles free except da radio
But the radio controlled by the sucker move
Who moved away got away
[D-LOC] you know the king klick, yeah we got the bomb weed,
We got the southern kali shit that make ya eyes bleed,
Daddy x, d-loc and that boy
fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
[Hook x2]
[Too $hort]
Well pour me some Bombay and fire up that bomb
It's about time somebody checked you, you
need the g's and I'm talkin like NOW BOYS!
Chorus: Gangsta Boo (repeat 2X)
We just anotha crazy click
doin' whatever to get us wild when we
til i join you
Spoken:
You ain't got to worry about how long i'm gonna morn ya,
I'm gonna keep your name on tha streets
Chorus x2
[Treach]
***chorus*** (x2)
Fuck y'all analog niggas we be digital
Wu-tang, killarmy we indespensible
We never fall
We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice
toes, two feet, one me
10 toes, one me
I been work-a-holic, bossin' up, chase a bag(Yeap')
Daddy mode my greatest love if I had to brag(Facts)
Locked in
Pshhhh pshhhh
Uhh
[Repeat: x3]
[Verse 1]
Ohh you rhyme witta slug and sum shots in his face
He rhyme with a slug tryna sound like ma$e
tongue
Relax, I'm gettin massaged by the massouse
She wouldn't let me gizzo, she wouldn't let me loose
I don't know her she was somebody else
But I was
it's time to bomb
And that's juss fo the top
Take this mob shit seriouse please respect it
And there go the shots stay rippin 'em apart(2x)
'cause it's
bitches, aye I fuck with the mobbing miss fits, aye
I'm Robbing all kinds of riches, aye you dropping the bomb on his list, aye
I'm going all in on this
Make ya bitches walk a tight rope cut your ankles on the blade, serrated
Hoe ass niggaz is snakes, serenaded
Sar Pelegrino and The Sky Daddy the bomb
[Scratching by RZA]
"Just the Method Man we sought, Mister Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm" (repeat x2)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
insuring they car
Attracting your star, cause nigga my piece attracting your car
We got too much green, and that's real by far
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
For the East to the West Coast
Nigga get, no problem, Barry
You no cemetery, home
Is the pipe bomb dropped off in the woods
A man to come home,
motherfuckers taunt us huh daddy’s in jail and our mommas don’t want us living ain’t free so it’s back to them corners selling everything X Coke marijuana it’s
know
'Bout to bring it back so hold your breathe
Your crew ain't shit, bullet to your chest
Left to ya left, look to ya right
Drop to tha ground, bitch
I love doin'wrong plus killin'copperz
Favourite song
[fuck tha police]
Chorus: repeat 2x
Verse two: shyheim
I rol with criminals, coldbloody
[Scratching by RZA]
"Just the Method Man we sought, Mister Meth"
"Tical, yep"
"Hmmm" (repeat x2)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, c'mon!
partna on tha ground
These niggas jokes
Who called the clowns
Call of duty
Play these hoes like a game
She call me daddy
And her mom call me the same
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