Originoo Gunn Clapazz

Originoo Gunn Clapazz - Shoot to Kill lyrics

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 New yorkword upcheck it out

Wanna let y'all know why we here tonight

And all the ladiesfor real y'all throw it up

Word upyo why we came tonight

And all the niggasfor realword up

This is real yowhy we here tonight

It's on y'allaiyo c'monword up

It's on y'allyo son yo...



Check this shit out

This year niggas put up or get out

Fore' I put the hit out

Have me smack shit out

These bitch ass niggas

It make em all spit out

Blood and teeth

Yo what the fuck y'all want beef? 

Word upI roll heavily in my lx 470

Pull up at all the spots

Make my enemies remember me

I jet from the scene

Spliff in the sunset

I get out ya friends and I ain't go for my gun yet

Ain't no mystery

Or how I came to make history

Big up on behalf of all the niggas that was missin me

Aiyo they feel around

We laugh

On how we devour guys

Shower guys with lead

Show em where the power lies

Fuckin with starang

You ain't got a pot to piss in

Can't stand the brain

Just another new edition

Taped up in the back of my man's expedition

Got you wishin you wasn't in this position

Now whether you live or not is up to a henny's say

Go ahead pop shit

You gon' die anyway

Fucked up in the game

You wasn't fuckin with lames

Going against the brains like goin against the grains.



Chorus:

Yo what's my mother fuckin name? 

Big will

Hennyville

Aiyo we shoot to kill

And we won't stop until

A nigga see a mill

With a house on the hills

Livin out in the burbs

With his choice of full will.



Yo what's my mother fuckin name? 

Hennyville

Big will

Shoot to kill

Aiyo we won't stop until

A nigga see a mill

With a house on the hills

Takin a truckload of bitches

Back to brownsville.



It ain't no thang

If niggas wanna bang with this

And clean the clips

Get it all and bring the pits

Bring the miss

And watch me walk off with the chip

Grabbin my dick

Tell a girlblow em a kiss

Nigga discreetly

I see you out theresee me

Roll you over in the street and not go beep beep

Ville still gunnin

Love the look of hundreds

Critic quotes

Once again they've out done it

House stunnin mouth runnin niggas act funny

Stay or dumb dummy

We just stay countin money

Blessed be he

In n-y

Blow smoke in the sky

Till the day I die

Yo I'm a villest

Got' be my nigga full will

If theres a problem

Got this shits just drop some pills

Or be left lumped up

Rest in the dump truck

Goin against the wrong side

You done fucked up

I put it up for those who close to heart

Wrong movesget niggas ripped apart.



Chorus



What's his mother fuckin name

Dru hadru haGod damn

Word up word up cmonduck down

What's his mother fuckin name me and j(me and j my nigga)

In the place to be(make about a g a day)

And what's his mother fuckin name b.o.(b.o.biggy b-bounce)

Baby bidouncein the place to be

And what's his mother fuckin name

(who dat) chucky duckduck in the place to be

(uh huh chuck down duck down representative)

Brownsville(9-89-9 shit) sefro uh huh(9-89-9 shit)

Brownsvilleword up c'mon.

(and it's on again word up and it's on again)                      
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