Havoc - Gunz In Da Air lyrics

{*Down Leezy does a 22 second intro*} [Noreaga] Yo, yo, yo, yo I told them cats, n***as better cop some mac's Now they stuck with them handguns I thug it out with T.B., and Johnny Handsome I hand none n***as no credit, you see I'm iller than most I'm kinda illy with the hands, but I'm iller with toast My guns go pow, so how you like me now? Been in your hood, n***as ain't that gangsta Yeah y'all overrated, so we gonna do it or not? Or we can go to Iraq on M.U. block I have my pitbulls tear you up I have my lil' homies in the hood, come and just, scare you up You don't - be in the hood, you a weak-a** clown And when you come through, you have your n***as holdin you down And when - I hold heat I just hold it for delf Why ask a - n***a to shoot when I'ma buck myself? I keep my gun by my dick so I can touch myself [Hook] It go guns in the air, guns in the air Us Thugged Out n***as keep our guns in the air Guns in the air, guns in the air Us M.U. n***as keep our guns in the air, what? [N] Bout to lock the whole sh** down, so holla at the dog [N] Bout to lock the whole sh** down, so holla at the dog Aiyyo guns in the air, guns in the air Us grimy-a** n***as keep our guns in the air, what? [Noreaga] Yo, I keep chapped lips, I smoke Persian blunts I used to shop in Albee Square.. But now I shop in Queens, I tell my n***as I'll be here On M.U. block yo cause I don't care With my n***a Mike (?) blow 'dro through the sunroof Jeckyll'n'Hyde and purple haze And I still be in Brooklyn, and party with Maze I got a ghetto pa**, yo and still I let the metal blast Click click click, n***as is a**ed We Thugged Out, them n***as that'll steal your stash If you a b**h, yo we n***as that'll slap your a** Whattup cliqua? We can be lah, M-A And stab these n***as up, no problem-a And leave 'em leaked out, stab him in his a** have a cheek out Have 'em trapped in the room, can't sneak out With a sign on the door, that say keep out [Hook] w/ minor variations [Noreaga] Yo.. I made a song about "Hed" and now b**hes love me They knowin they can give me head but they can't f** me I ran trains for Nino, even my old C.O I even ran trains with my A&R Gino Sometimes, I drink Smirnoff without no juice And I'ma ride for my n***as, Baby D and Dukes Thugged Out and M.U., we just tripled our troops We added more n***as, and gave 'em gats and boots And for the n***as that bend down get minks and goose See me, I'm not greedy, not at all Hit me at the office, yo 2-1-2, 5-6-3, 8-4-8-4 So why y'all n***as gon' wait for, runnin out of state for? Money faulty, why you wanna cop an eight for? Been through, too much drama and too much war Hurryin, for so long, now it's time to score, it go [Hook] w/ minor variations [Noreaga] Gangsta.. we just thugs.. we just hustlers.. M.U. what? We just gangstaz.. we just thugs.. we just hustlers.. M.U. what? Has been n***a.. {*unknown voice from intro does outro*}