Gangsta Boo - Oh No Lyrics
[fatal]1 - (oh no) when at the club, when at the clubWhen at the club, we get so bumpedWe try to tear up some shit(oh no) when at the club, when at the clubWhen at the club, we get so bumpedWe try to tear up some shit(oh no) when at the club, when at the clubWhen at the club, we get so bumpedWe try to tear up some shit(oh no) when at the club, when at the clubWhen at the club, we get so bumpedWe try to tear up some shit[gangsta boo]Oh no, you cantMisses gangsta boo comin atchaWit niggas guaranteed to wet your *****in coochies, watered upWe be the roughest, my team be the buckest, my team be the quickestMakin you say what the ***** was it? !Who that be? where she at? we besta get her, yo!Triple 6, gangsta boo, why dont you come & get me ho? !Bet yall niggas on the payroll, ready to swat you babySlice & dice your ass like some fruit wit a chrome machettiI hope you ready to see freddy in your *****in dreamsMake believe shit come true, know what I mean nigga?Im outta control like a *****ed up roller coaster rideLet me get high, thought you motha*****as died (nigga)I be the mindless, shoot *****es, when I flowI dont give a ***** cause ya hatinWhat the ***** for?You do not pay meNeither do you break meHypnotize comin for realWe paper chasinRepeat 1[fatal](oh no) Im sick & tired of playin wit these *****in hoesAll my life I seen friends turned another *****in foesIf a nigga out to sea, what the ***** you get back?A group of niggas sellin ? dolo? caineTalkin bout how you backI make the bullets that ? like...Dont believe me? test me jack*brrap, brrrrap brrap brap*You better be nimble, you better be quickWhen this *****in forty clickIts gonna be cold in your partnas houseWit hoes in your doors *****Aint a killa, aint a nigga, by the scrillaBut a hustla, Im by the struggleKeepin the trouble, kickin doorsGuns to brangSlangin caineIn the snow, or in the rainIm gon maintainIn the street, or on the stripIm makin gripsShakin diceThe cheese, I flipI pimp a *****Runnin combs, on cellular phonesIm in your homePut them toes, up in your faceSo now its onRepeat 1Ha, I got ? ? flicksYes, on the c-b set cassetteMake you deaf, ? ha, if you *****es wanna flexCatch a neck ? bentLike some missed up out your chest>from the ? chestMany *****es I been sexedBy the lord & this ?Rock a mic up off stage, if its cordlessYes, love the gangsta way I testTake three thousand xI smoke the dope up in my chevyHit the head restKill em all, by the three 6 multiplicity, no sympathyNamin startin from the c-b-qBe from this infa-meeI rip it ?? ya pretty styles & sympathies go mentally?Make a believer ? ? , put it on the show, they called it rippleySo picture theSucka who chuckles wit buckles will really catch the knucklesCuz hoes will duct tape you with ? you aint got the muscleI leave you stiffened on the curb, make ya head like ? ?You dont want no posse ? ? ?They dont want itFatal put the pump to your stomachHittin you up wit shotsGive you reasons to run withThe dumbest, aint nothin these cats get game fromIts the verbal verdictIts venom, Im dissin em by the hundredsTrain gas, tryin to seal you in the rep-tain gapHussein foulPut it in that appleShit, you playin now?>from memphis to your cityMy fo-fo prettyLil gold from sheezyPut the ? to your kitty***** wit hussein & thugsThats your brain on drugsI bring the pain wit slugsDont get slain then plugYoull get popped offBlock wit hot shots, and dropped offI spot yall, when I popped mines offIts them outlaws in three 6, yall cant do shit withThat slick shit, sheisty, nasty, new brick, mix shitIm tellin you, you my man, Im holdin back from shellin youScrew my plansAnd imma be pourin out liquor, smokin an l for youShuttle control, shuttle control...
