Ant Banks - 2 k** A G lyrics

(feat. Spice 1, Too $hort) (Spice 1) Blowe! Jah man, Spice 1 with the biggity biggity Banksta in the house, jah man we making it funky enough man And me come like this! Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one Jah man! Come again now Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 Posse busting a cap cause me the one, blowe blowe! Jah man, pick up this gat and make you spray yourself, AK yourself And that's for any motherf**er that wants to play yourself 187 up on that a** with the murder sh** I shank this pistol up your a** and hollar "Dookie stick" You ain't??? the clip into that a**, G Split personality so I mask me And turn into the murderer Me say me kicking the rasta sh**, n***a I'm serving ya Blowe blowe! And if you ever disrespect me I'm a bank ya Slip this clip up in this glock and watch is stang ya Cause n***as try to blast that a** And with a big AK I can't run too fast, yeah You see a n***a like a maniac, b**h with a gat And comes crack, hey G hand me that The murder felon with the big black trigger And I still make change out of five dollar a**, n***a You can try but it ain't that easy To k** a motherf**ing G Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one Jah man! Come again now Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 Posse busting a cap cause me the one, blowe blowe! (Too $hort) Now b**hes love an old school n***a like me Cause I got the pimp G-A-M-E Some n***as get jealous but they way too soft I had the whole house rock like the Haywood fall You know you gotta come real, you gotta come with it Get caught slipping and your a** gonna get it Life ain't nothing but a stage show b**h Play your part and get paid for the sh** You can smoke that n***a, and be on top But living in Oakland you might get shot Always over that money and them b**hes Cross the game and watch the sh** get vicious And don't think it's gonna be easy, man Listen to the Short Dog and peep the game Cause the n***as out there who shot Davey D They know it's hard to k** a real f**ing G (Spice 1) Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one Jah man! (Ant Banks) Yeah, now I'm that mack with the shiny black gat .380 just waiting to snatch your cap back And if you try to jack, that a** won't last Real G's stay strapped and boy I'm bout to blast, yeah We busting a cap cause we the one We filling your a** up and leaving holes in your lungs For thinking your a** could ever k** a motherf**ing G You're smoking on that crack, so punk n***a please Back up and get a clue, and find out who you're stepping to You're flirting with danger, and we be the f**ing crew Kicking much a** like we always do >From day one it's been done, fool I thought you knew, motherf**er (Spice 1) Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one Jah man! Come again now Came me selling c**aine, me shoot undercover cop a Me kicking the the funky gangsta, kicking the funky rasta me say me hop the fence with bloody glock to make it away Me got to use me glock cause five-oh banned the AK Me say the 187, 187, me load in the clip a The 187, the 187, me shooting up sh** a Jah man, come again now, blowe blowe! Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one Jah man! Come again now Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 Posse busting a cap cause me the one Jah man, biddy bye bye! Me busting a cap cause me the one The 187 uzi, pack an uzi weigh a ton Jah man! Play ya self Jah man, Ant Banks in the motherf**ing house man, blowe blowe! Busting a cap in your a** man with the gangsta sh** Spice 1, jah man! Come down with the funky sh**, man Mhisani in the motherf**ing house, sell me a sack mon So we can get f**ed up mon smoking a blunt, blowe! Short Dog in the motherf**ing house, blowe! Motherf**ing Dangerous Crew, blowe blowe! Check it out, 187 thousand