Who Shot Ya
Rock'a'by m****f****
I Hope You High m****f****
Ready To Die m****f****
All My Bk n*****, Kill At Will
Who Shot Ya?
Seperate The Weak From State Procta
(Turn My Mic Up, Yea Turn My Mic Up
Turn The Beat Up)
Who Shot Ya?
n****, Feel The Lead From My Choppa
We Can Grab Our Piece And Get This Ceased
And Get It On n****.
Take This s*** To The Streets
But You'd Rather Rat And Squeek To Police
Until You Get Hit Wit Tha 4 Pound Heat
Blood Start To Leak, Heartbeat Get Weak
Send'em To The Priest, Forever You'll Sleep
6 Feet Deep
You Drownin In s***'s Creek
The Sandman Visit n***** In They Sleep
Picture Me In Prison Gettin Business By The Week
Even If They Cuff'em My Boys Got Instructions:
Strictly Destruction
Everybody Sufferin, Ya Kids; b*** f***'em
Starve'em With ?Construction?
Show Mercy On Nothin
Beat'em Till They Skin Bussin'
Slaughter, Torture
Pour Acid On Your Daughter
Your b**** Pregnant; Rape Her!
Make Her Break Her Water
Now U Can Go And Tell Jake That n****
Lame n*****, The Same n****
Inquires; Front Page n****
Like Bin Ladin Wit His K In A Cave n****
Hit-Men For Higher, Guns, Gettin Paid n****
I Got A Hundred For Your Head In A Bag
Another Hundred If It's Broad Day On The Ave
Who Shot Ya?... The Evil Genious
m**** f****z!
n****, All You Seen Was The Light From The Heat
Mask On Tight, Get Away Was So Sweet
A Bunch'a Black Smoke, Dual Exhaust On The Jeep
Back Tires Skreetch While They Mark Up The Streets
I'ma Slide For The Truck Up The Street
Yellowtape Off The Block When I Quake Off The Glock
Extended Clips, Silencers On The Hammers
Gats Won't Slip; Rubber Grips On The Handles
Thou Shall Not f*** Wit Bean Sig Scrappy
Prepare For That Trip In That Caddy
I'm Killin You Like Full Blow Here
?Rape Ya Kids?
Like In The First Verse But The s*** Get Worse
No Need For The Herse When The 4 Pound Burst
Blow Up Ya Face Then Show Up At The Wake
p*** On The Casket
Or Dump Out Your Ashes,
Shoot Up The Choir,
Light The Church On Fire...
Who Shot Ya...?
Go'head n****, Rat To The Coppas
If I Gave A f*** I Would'a Clapped Up Ya Docta
Chased Down And Shot Up The Driver
Who Pushed The Ambalance
Wouldn't Be No Second Chances
Ivs, Gause, A Ace Bandage
Crutches, Canes, Wheelchairs; Impaired Transit
n**** You Betta Off Wit Cancer Or Aids
Try To Run Up Hill Wit No Legs
Who Shot You c*** Suckaz
Public Enemy Numba f***** One
Rock'a'by m****f****
I Hope You High m****f****
Ready To Die m****f****
All My Bk n*****, Kill At Will
Who Shot Ya?
Seperate The Weak From State Procta
(Turn My Mic Up, Yea Turn My Mic Up
Turn The Beat Up)
Who Shot Ya?
n****, Feel The Lead From My Choppa
We Can Grab Our Piece And Get This Ceased
And Get It On n****.
Take This s*** To The Streets
But You'd Rather Rat And Squeek To Police
Until You Get Hit Wit Tha 4 Pound Heat
Blood Start To Leak, Heartbeat Get Weak
Send'em To The Priest, Forever You'll Sleep
6 Feet Deep
You Drownin In s***'s Creek
The Sandman Visit n***** In They Sleep
Picture Me In Prison Gettin Business By The Week
Even If They Cuff'em My Boys Got Instructions:
Strictly Destruction
Everybody Sufferin, Ya Kids; b*** f***'em
Starve'em With ?Construction?
Show Mercy On Nothin
Beat'em Till They Skin Bussin'
Slaughter, Torture
Pour Acid On Your Daughter
Your b**** Pregnant; Rape Her!
Make Her Break Her Water
Now U Can Go And Tell Jake That n****
Lame n*****, The Same n****
Inquires; Front Page n****
Like Bin Ladin Wit His K In A Cave n****
Hit-Men For Higher, Guns, Gettin Paid n****
I Got A Hundred For Your Head In A Bag
Another Hundred If It's Broad Day On The Ave
Who Shot Ya?... The Evil Genious
m**** f****z!
n****, All You Seen Was The Light From The Heat
Mask On Tight, Get Away Was So Sweet
A Bunch'a Black Smoke, Dual Exhaust On The Jeep
Back Tires Skreetch While They Mark Up The Streets
I'ma Slide For The Truck Up The Street
Yellowtape Off The Block When I Quake Off The Glock
Extended Clips, Silencers On The Hammers
Gats Won't Slip; Rubber Grips On The Handles
Thou Shall Not f*** Wit Bean Sig Scrappy
Prepare For That Trip In That Caddy
I'm Killin You Like Full Blow Here
?Rape Ya Kids?
Like In The First Verse But The s*** Get Worse
No Need For The Herse When The 4 Pound Burst
Blow Up Ya Face Then Show Up At The Wake
p*** On The Casket
Or Dump Out Your Ashes,
Shoot Up The Choir,
Light The Church On Fire...
Who Shot Ya...?
Go'head n****, Rat To The Coppas
If I Gave A f*** I Would'a Clapped Up Ya Docta
Chased Down And Shot Up The Driver
Who Pushed The Ambalance
Wouldn't Be No Second Chances
Ivs, Gause, A Ace Bandage
Crutches, Canes, Wheelchairs; Impaired Transit
n**** You Betta Off Wit Cancer Or Aids
Try To Run Up Hill Wit No Legs
Who Shot You c*** Suckaz
Public Enemy Numba f***** One