(Misdemeanor)
Full pack, P-N-C and we back
Forever
(Partners-N-Crime):
When I bang, I bang, it ain't nothin' but a thing
We can swing, let's swing, I'm a man I can hang
Don't get buck, get stuck
Walk that a** like a duck
Now you f**ed, what's up?
That's the player haters luck
Chorus (Partners-N-Crime):
Don't try to knock or jock, we bring the funk like a fart
You get popped and dropped, by these 17 shots
(Misdemeanor):
How you gone like me and hate me? Playa haters playa fake it
This game is shaky too many n***as be hatin'
That's how it is ya dig?
Cross me wrong lose your wig
Kidnap your kids, that's how it is in this b**h
If you fake, you fake
Real n***as don't play, we know where you stay
We bring the funk with a K
We'll tear down you clown
It's them boys from that town
We don't joke around, you hear them sounds from that round
We don't fake the funk, we got the K bullets pumped
When we lock the trunk, be stankin' sh** like a skunk
Chorus (2x)
(Misdemeanor):
Thinkin' you can soar like eagles but you ain't nothin' but some pigeons
It's busta n***as like you hurtin' n***as with indecision
We know, you hatin' n***as can't STAND US
Because you know no other group can HANDLE US
I keep a four five co*ked when I'm bustin' at'cha block
Non-stop and had your f**in' head to get dropped
My advesaries be gettin' sent to mortuaries and cemetaries
Get filled with n***as that I, had to bury
It's scary livin' the street life, not thuggin'
n***a's think in my heart is f**in' really it wasn't
Four five bustin'
n***as buckin' shouldn't been playin' with my Mama's baby
They pushed me to the ledge, and now they got me goin' crazy
Chorus
(Kangol Slim):
We got a Glock it's co*ked, bustas run you get chopped
We disperse the shots to leave your whole body hot
See that nine milli, will split your sh** like a phillie
Bullets, burn really, so don't be silly
If you tags the back, you split the sh** like the fats
We retracts the macs, crime lab got the rest
If you do it, you do it
Real n***as true to it
That's why we do it, cuz real n***as pursue it
If you real you real, fake n***as play deal
And fall down the hill, banana clips, brains spill
We on that illy ill, sportin' straight from the Iberville
Big deals make meals, if n***as war we bustin' grills
Chorus (6x)