Dj Muggs - It Could Happen To You Lyrics
Intro/chorus:4 pound, hit you up with roundsLeave a man downWrappin on a ratThe infamous nuff said (enough said mother*****er)And when it happensOff guard watch reaction (watch his reaction)Look him in his eyes, ***** back, commence clappinAnd it could happen to youVerse 1: havocIts old love, I could see the eyes up aboveWatchin, waitin for me to slipLose grip, opposition got me on their listI get freshed by jaseHe threw all the fakesI want my cake and eat it tooWash it down with brewsSpent a half a milli on gatsYou know the drilliSmack em all buster silly, got dough on the phillyAnd store-willies, its the ny cityHazardous, dangerous game of daSticky mother*****er keepin undercoverStick-n-move, gators to timb shoesJeans to tuxedosSecond motion, son, I be doDown below ya bestSunnin, runnin outta overpowerFreeze the counter, ? ? ? ? and powderDistant, gotti on some flip shitResco his cool piece, too grimy now ya death rowTo test smokes, hazardous the mostSlow you up like dustCoke white you get crushedYou moderniseInfamous come thru like the homicideHit guys, rip dons, get mines, the thin lineChorusVerse 2: prodigyInfamous who rap shit, power moves and connect witEmpire, bless all my sons witBank accountsMany mansions down south***** abt, got protectedWar strategies perfectedBent all day, alize partyGolf, ***** par 3, pimp, pusher, playa, couldnt be meHennessey raps, fully loaded with gatsNow how you like thatTime lapseYou lose, shoulda been strapped!Be on your back like a new bornNiggas is corn-born, witReal cats who do this all day longOn and on til the break of dawn, it dont stopShit is hot like pjs infested with copsJakes on a nigga ass, ninja break em like glassInterrogated, they wont lastWould it make you laugh or make you cry?On this side its do-or-dieYa get dead plus sun-dried, youre small fryWe on time with this, mace blindin shitGold mindin it, extended 9 clipsTrife life got my mind keyed upPull out the tek-nology and team-oWith my cats and ? ? ? blastDirect splats to your jawboneI lift that head up, homes, bent they hos and putosInjured kid, mobb-tician is the laws of lifeAint it interestin, listenIt could happen to youBridge:Now what would you think? (I dont know)What would you do? (I dont know)Cant beat ya gat, cant find ya crewFar away from home in a land not newSo boom, outta place and I sue ya crewSon, yo, they steppin in youAnd it could happen to youOutro: havocKnowhutimsayin? said word to mutha, son!Feels like a dream (word!)Its like I just woke up, knowimsayin?I woke up in a like-like an ill sweat, sonWord up, this shit had me shook, son!I dont know, man!*****in around with them other cats4 pound, get hit with roundsLeave a man downWrappin on a ratThe infamous nuff said(enough mother*****in said!)
