Chorus:
You wanna floss with yo guns?
n***a you show one I show one
You wanna have a lil' fun
You throw one I throw one
Automatic weapons spin in the midst of the night
Infra red bout to show me some light
Verse One: {Tec-9}
Put yo guns down partner I got yo back
You show me where the drama at and I'm a go and handle that
Fa'real, I ready a show you how blocka block the spot with the Glock
Leave the terrace up in the slot and rip the building's in the block
Well if I place the red dot that's where a n***a try'na hit ya and
If I place it up in your chest
Better believe it's gonna split ya and stand on
Top of the situation obligated to get ya now ya learn
Then chopper bullets really be burnin' just comin' the
Top dog of the game bangin' body's I drop co*k knot
I'm a get ya hot co*k Glock n***a in a knot
Strong as that hen on the rock
Hit ya flesh with lead you down with the best dog
Cuz none of my shots went straight for the head
Chorus
Verse Two: {Tec-9}
It's yella tapin' white chalk season
How many missin' you've been chosen for no special reason
Make a decision, get out the way bullets fly
Duck City on the set run take cover
I ain't to picky bout the body's I wet
I'm wanted in three states for murder under the capital law
One stabbin', one self defense, and a plain old slaughter
Order be hot to go to jail but I'm not
Order to be scared to show my face but I'm not
So I can take you to the spot where I first pulled the trigger
I knew I'll never be the same
I be loadin' and co*kin' knockin' sh** from a n***a brain
Down with ski masks and dark gla**es
n***a that's the way we do it
I handle my business pullin' the trigger ain't a
Damn thing to it attack a n***a when it comes down
To combat i don't want to be around that
Detach a n***a we think about failin'
I can't be havin' that I'm dealin' with the best of
k**ers be ready to ride no eye witness left behind
Go and testify n***a be cut throat with each other no lie
Yo life in danger when it's time to ride you drive
So I can have the better angle
k**ers be k**ers by model not thinkin'
Straight when I'm on the bottle
You throw one and I'm a throw one and
All my n***a gonna follow
Chorus
Verse Three: {Tec-9}
You wanna throw one
Roll up the gun and let me blow one
Five n***as packed tight in the back seat of my hoopty
Made the loop around my corner who's the first
To bust on these n***as empty the click cuz
We came to put the hurt on these n***as
Black attire when I'm creepin' on ya
Givin' you the slightest ideal that
Tec is bustin' on ya mysterious
Leavin' innoicent by-standers curious
Some be furious you know my n***a from
Uptown like to kidnap kids
Hold 'em for the ransom then they come with the end
Murder Murder I be one you love to have on your team
n***a's sh** you give me the right price and I'm a
Handle my biz it's not gonna take nothin'
For me to creep down and dump on these n***as
Wanna make sure the job's done right and use
The pump on these n***as
One time for all my dope fiends cramped up doin' bad
Bout's to hook up on they b**h a**
For the stash and the cash
Only my real n***as click tight and professional snipers
Love the situations, love the situations
I'm facin' n***a's steady keep on chasin' but them
Choppers be erasin'
You wanna throw one
Roll up the gun and let me blow one
Five n***as packed tight in the back seat of my hoopty
Made the loop around my corner who's the first
To bust on these n***as emepty the click cuz
Chorus
Yeah n***a, you pull yo sh** I'm a pull my sh**
Automatic weapons baby