Evil Pimp - You Muthaf**a lyrics

[Hook x4] You're f**in' warned Don't ever go over my f**in' head again You motherf**er, you ! [Verse 1] Late night bound I'm on a stang Evil gon' catch a lemon lame Bustas are stuntin' n' puffin' And bustas be droppin' When I bust that thang Cheifin' high and creepin' low Up to the heaven where n***as go Got yo' f**in' twenty-two But I pull out tha forty fo' Rollin' in the cherokee Punk a** boy can't hide from me Ridin' thru yo' neighborhood You better hope I do not see Cause if I commence to find Hollowpoint jacket increasin' yo' kind In that motha f**in' black box that is made of pine Grabbed a match right off the dash Mustard a** n***a be makin' me blast Lookin' for jockin' n' I'm comin' right on the scene To get rid of yo' a** Don't give a f** when I'm on tha blow Don't give a f** when I shoot a ho Don't give a f** about none of these hatin' bustas Let them b**hes know Evil Pimp back and I'm all 'bout my mac Carry the nine when I'm ready to jack Jumped my a** right up out of tha bushes Quickly give'em heart attacks Once again I tell yo' b**h The nine's to yo' f**in' brain Don't make a f**in' sound Don't say a f**in' thang [Hook] [Verse 2] Evil Pimp, I'm clickin' on these n***as & these b**hes too Ain't no need to be duckin' cause these bullets ain't escapin' you Call my n***a 9-0-1, tell that b**h protect your son Ain't no need to be mad about this sh** just bring yo' f**in' gun Fryin' these n***as like bacon b**h Squeezing this trigger mang like it's gon' k** Bustin' at b**hes I never be showin' remorse cause I don't give a sh** BUCK, BUCK, BUCK ! I buck 'em down BUCK, BUCK, BUCK ! You hear the sound When I be coming them n***as are running Cause the Pimp don't f** around On the scene I'm coming clean so please don't make me k** your ho Kick down your door when I tell you drop the 9 to the f**in' floor Cross me out I'll k** you BOI But these n***as think I won't If I cannot get to you, then I have to k** yo' folks Drop it off your a** foo, don't make a stupid move Waddin mill'n perpetratin' busta 'bout to blow my crew So I'll blow your brains out, right before I ride off Leave your brains mangled on the curb & hit the hide out [Hook till end] [Outro] As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a gangster