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Ant Banks
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2 Kill a G
作詞：Anthony Banks, Ramon Russell Gooden, Robert Lee Green Jr., Al Green, Stuart Jordan, Pee Wee, Todd Anthony Shaw, B Shorty
Blowe, Jah man, Spice 1
With the biggity biggity Banksta in the house
Jah man, we making it funky enough man
And me come like this
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven spot busting a cap 'cause me the one
Jah man, come again now
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven Posse
Busting a cap 'cause me the one, blowe, blowe
Jah man, pick up this gat and make you spray yourself, AK yourself
And that's for any motherfucker who wants to play yourself
One eighty-seven up on that ass with the murder shit
I shank this pistol up your ass and hollar, 'Dookie stick'
You and I always beat the clip into that ass, G
Split personality, so I mask me
And turn into the murderer
Me say me kicking the rasta shit, nigga, I'm serving ya
Blowe, blowe and if you ever disrespect me, I'm a bank ya
Slip this clip up in this glock and watch is stang ya
'Cause niggas, try to blast that ass
And with a big AK I can't run too fast, yeah
You see a nigga like a maniac, bitch with a gat
And comes crack, hey G, hand me that
The murder felon with the big black trigger
And I still make change out of five dollar ass, nigga
You can try but it ain't that easy
To kill a motherfucking G
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven spot busting a cap 'cause me the one
Jah man, come again now
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven Posse
Busting a cap 'cause me the one, blowe, blowe
Now bitches love an old school nigga, like me
'Cause I got the pimp, G A M E
Some niggas get jealous but they way too soft
I had the whole house rock like the Haywood fall
You know you gotta come real, you gotta come with it
Get caught slipping and your ass gonna get it
Life ain't nothing but a stage show bitch
Play your part and get paid for the shit
You can smoke that, nigga and be on top
But living in Oakland you might get shot
Always over that money and them bitches
Cross the game and watch the shit get vicious
And don't think it's gonna be easy, man
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Listen to the Short Dog and peep the game
'Cause the niggas out there, who shot Davey D
They know it's hard to kill a real fucking G
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven spot
Busting a cap 'cause me the one, blowe, blowe
Jah man
Yeah, now I'm that mack with the shiny black gat
Three eighty, just waiting to snatch your cap back
And if you try to jack, that ass won't last
Real G's stay strapped and boy, I'm 'bout to blast, yeah
We busting a cap 'cause we the one
We filling your ass up and leaving holes in your lungs
For thinking your ass could ever kill a motherfucking G
You're smoking on that crack, so punk nigga, please
Back up and get a clue and find out who you're stepping to
You're flirting with danger and we be the fucking crew
Kicking much ass like we always do
From day one it's been done, fool, I thought you knew, motherfucker
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven spot, busting a cap 'cause me the one
Jah man, come again now
Came me selling cocaine, me shoot undercover cop a
Me kicking the the funky gangsta, kicking the funky rasta
Me say, me hop the fence with bloody glock to make it away
Me got to use me glock 'cause five, oh, banned the AK
Me say the one eighty-seven, one eighty-seven, me load in the clip a
The one eighty-seven, the one eighty-seven, me shooting up shit a
Jah man, come again now, blowe, blowe
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven spot, busting a cap 'cause me the one
Jah man, come again now
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven Posse, busting a cap 'cause me the one
Jah man, biddy, bye, bye
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one
The one eighty-seven uzi, pack an uzi, weigh a ton
Jah man, play ya self
Jah man, Ant Banks in the motherfucking house man, blowe, blowe
Busting a cap in your ass man with the gangsta shit
Spice 1, Jah man, come down with the funky shit, man
Mhisani in the motherfucking house, sell me a sack man
So we can get fucked up, mon, smoking a blunt, blowe
Short Dog in the motherfucking house, blowe
Motherfucking Dangerous Crew, blowe, blowe
Check it out, one eighty-seven thousand G
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