Let me drop it on the one, heheh
Yeah..
Real smooth youknowhatI'msayin?
Chorus: unknown singers
If you think this s*** is funky
Don't be a punk, n****, just get in the groove {*1}
And if you think this s*** is funky
Don't be a punk, n****, let it get into you
[Ant Banks]
Yeah, check it
Well let me hit it like this, fool Ant Banks is back
Still comin way tight, straight gangsta mack
You see the b****** know I'm loaded, smooth as a poet
Droppin s*** like a pigeon just to
let you suckers know it's
the grip that I clock that makes the hoes jock
And n***** get to trippin, and talkin hella s*** and
don't you know your bluffin ain't enough you see
that all you mark m************ can't f*** with me
So bring it on cause I got somethin for ya
Mac-10 strong, smoke that a** like doja
Break that a** off, until I leave yo' a** broke
I'm icin like Tyson boy I ain't no joke
A lot of n***** now think they made of steel
Too tough to get took, and that's for real
But let me tell you like $hort n****, that's your life
Cause n***** I know get took every night
Tryin to show out and look good for the hoes
But everybody knows how the story goes...
The b****** ain't s*** cause they all into gafflin
Break a hoe jaw, and I might start laughin
*chuckles*
That's how it is so you better play it safe
and get you a gat in a smooth a** place
And you will never trip when you're tryin to have fun
But n**** you should {*1}
Chorus
{*1}
Slap the hand *boom boom*
Put a cap smooth in that a**
I want you to just slap the hand *boom*
{*1}
[Ant Banks]
Late night trippin on a Saturday night
Hangin at the Uptown, hoes is tight
Thinkin to myself, "Yeah I'm finsta make a come-up"
I'm doin the first tramp b**** that wanna run up
Seen a little tight one, the b**** said, "Hey!"
Rushed that a** to the store and got the Tanqueray
Pulled over to the side, now I'm cold on the mission
Threw the b**** in the back and
put that a** in position
Baby broke me off, OOH somethin kinda proper
b**** was so tight, I didn't wanna stop her
Now a n**** trippin, sippin on gin
Drunk as f***, and out comes her boyfriend!
Time to call it quits, cause the fool might trip
But the n**** shoulda known that a b**** ain't s***
He reached for the do', now I got him in focus
.380 on that a**, now his life is like hopeless
All over one little stupid dookie b****
with a funky a** c*** and some juicy a** lips
But I never trip when I'm tryin to have
Yeah n**** now I {*1}
Chorus
{*1}
Slap the hand *boom boom*
Put a cap smooth in that a**
I want you to just slap the hand *boom*
{*1}
[Ant Banks]
Yeahhhahhh, much props to the
m*********** Dangerous Crew n****
YouknowhatI'msayin?
Chorus (1/2, - {*1})
Lyrics: Packin' a gun, Ant Banks [end]
Yeah..
Real smooth youknowhatI'msayin?
Chorus: unknown singers
If you think this s*** is funky
Don't be a punk, n****, just get in the groove {*1}
And if you think this s*** is funky
Don't be a punk, n****, let it get into you
[Ant Banks]
Yeah, check it
Well let me hit it like this, fool Ant Banks is back
Still comin way tight, straight gangsta mack
You see the b****** know I'm loaded, smooth as a poet
Droppin s*** like a pigeon just to
let you suckers know it's
the grip that I clock that makes the hoes jock
And n***** get to trippin, and talkin hella s*** and
don't you know your bluffin ain't enough you see
that all you mark m************ can't f*** with me
So bring it on cause I got somethin for ya
Mac-10 strong, smoke that a** like doja
Break that a** off, until I leave yo' a** broke
I'm icin like Tyson boy I ain't no joke
A lot of n***** now think they made of steel
Too tough to get took, and that's for real
But let me tell you like $hort n****, that's your life
Cause n***** I know get took every night
Tryin to show out and look good for the hoes
But everybody knows how the story goes...
The b****** ain't s*** cause they all into gafflin
Break a hoe jaw, and I might start laughin
*chuckles*
That's how it is so you better play it safe
and get you a gat in a smooth a** place
And you will never trip when you're tryin to have fun
But n**** you should {*1}
Chorus
{*1}
Slap the hand *boom boom*
Put a cap smooth in that a**
I want you to just slap the hand *boom*
{*1}
[Ant Banks]
Late night trippin on a Saturday night
Hangin at the Uptown, hoes is tight
Thinkin to myself, "Yeah I'm finsta make a come-up"
I'm doin the first tramp b**** that wanna run up
Seen a little tight one, the b**** said, "Hey!"
Rushed that a** to the store and got the Tanqueray
Pulled over to the side, now I'm cold on the mission
Threw the b**** in the back and
put that a** in position
Baby broke me off, OOH somethin kinda proper
b**** was so tight, I didn't wanna stop her
Now a n**** trippin, sippin on gin
Drunk as f***, and out comes her boyfriend!
Time to call it quits, cause the fool might trip
But the n**** shoulda known that a b**** ain't s***
He reached for the do', now I got him in focus
.380 on that a**, now his life is like hopeless
All over one little stupid dookie b****
with a funky a** c*** and some juicy a** lips
But I never trip when I'm tryin to have
Yeah n**** now I {*1}
Chorus
{*1}
Slap the hand *boom boom*
Put a cap smooth in that a**
I want you to just slap the hand *boom*
{*1}
[Ant Banks]
Yeahhhahhh, much props to the
m*********** Dangerous Crew n****
YouknowhatI'msayin?
Chorus (1/2, - {*1})
Lyrics: Packin' a gun, Ant Banks [end]