[Chorus Mystikal & Insane: repeat 2X]
[Insane] Guns murder n***as at night....
[Mystikal] Man, n***as even k** n***as at night
[Insane] Cops murder n***as at night...
[Mystikal] I'll be f**ed if I'm gonna let them b**hes murder mine!!!
[Mystikal]
Motherf**in murderer....shot my f**in brother
But when I find him, I'm gone GET THAT MOTHERfu*kER!
He playin the role of one them n***as that's always talkin noise
Runnin INSIDE, talkin that sh**, front of his f**in boys
f** that, I'm lockin that bolt back
Loadin that gat, here that glock come, [gunshot]
Out'cha f**in' head... standin on the corner
I'm peepin on ya, so I CAN CREEP UP ON YA!!!!
Calmin my nerves, get rid of these punks and stick em in my mind
You want it? Fine, I DONE REACHED FOR THAT NINE
I'm gone do you in
I'm tellin ya b**h you gone have to get up quick
And hit the bricks before I do you in
Two of your boys spied me comin
Them coward-hearted n***as started runnin
But not you though, you gots to play the hard role
Stop playin it up like a bone, b*tch I KNOW YOU ARE
Talkin head gonna put you on your d**hbed
Just cuz you got a gat, that's just why you actin brave
Got a gat I got a GLOCK, what'cha gone do?
Handle your business, DON'T LET YOUR BUSINESS HANDLE YOU!
[Chorus]
[Mystikal]
Pull your shirt down b**h
I know you got a gat, but I ain't scared bout that bullsh**
It don't matter how many f**in guns you got
The only thing that MATTER, is a n***a, to get the first shot
Cuz if I peep, that a** is fallin to the street
b**h retreat or that a** is deeeeeeead meat
Smack your teeth, but I'ma knock you off your f**in feet
They gone pick you up, piece-by-piece off that concrete street
When N.O. meet, who gives a f** about a poor neat scene?
We got beef, so I'ma shoot'cha like a FAKE b*tch
Let you know just who you f**in' with
But I ain't that type of n***a
that's liable to shoot you over no DUMB sh*t!
If I'ma pop ya, I'ma pop ya for just cause
you talk too much sh** PLUS, you popped one of my boys
Gankin n***as I'm gettin downright SCANDOLOUS!!!!
[gunfire] YOU CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!!
So when you're out b**h, move or I won't step
Cuz if I catch'cha I'ma drill ya in your f**in chest
I ain't gone gone ride by and pop, cause I might miss
I'ma walk up to your FACE, Pop POINT BLANK b*tch!!!
That's what you get, from out there tryin to go act bad
Not even BRUCE LEE, could whoop a bullet a**
Got'cha, come, get this a** whoopin
If you bringing them n***as with ya, that's nothin
I'm poppin' the clip in
n***a fetcher, satisfied when you're on the stretcher
You might run but I'ma CATCH 'EM!!!!
[Chorus]
[Mystikal]
(Yo n***a you caught that b**h yet?)
fu*k NO! I ain't caught that b**h yet
I done been through every scandalous sight, and every project
But I bet'cha, when I stop, runnin behind em
Get up, pack my sh** and I'll STOP, and then I'll f**in find him
Yo dumb a** in the street
f** that sh**, cuz I'ma catch your a** this week
Monday, a one day when you go play [alot of gunfire], goes the A.K.
Sprayin on his a** like a roach, and if I approach, too late to duck hoe
Drop, run, fall, kick, scream, now curse
How in the f** you gone duck a twelve round burst?
Hammin at that a** on Tuesday, put up the nine
Go get the A.K.
b**h if I catch you in the mall Wednesday
That's the day that a** fall
Then it might be Thursday, three round burst day
The day I'm blood thirsty
f** that, wait til FRIDAY, PAYDAY!!!!
Shoot'cha in your face and take your money, J
Now wait til the weekend, heh, yeah
Saturday, that's the day you go CREEPIN
But you better be watchin your back cuz I'm sneakin [door noise]
Waitin for my chance to do your a** in
I don't give a f** if it's on Sunday
God gone have to forgive me, cuz I'ma shoot'cha in your head n***a
[Chorus]