Kutt Calhoun - Pow Pow lyrics

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Kutt Calhoun - Pow Pow lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] (Tech N9ne) KC PD you got a buster workin' for ya He be yappin' to Hooters employees and alertin' employers Not to hang out with Tecca Nina cause some investigation With with a yellow Hummer I got with d** so I'm searchin' for ya Shut up and eat your Hooters chicken before I bomb you Don't be hatin' on me the b**hes to get them on you I ain't got no yellow Hummer homie that's non true King of KC rappers just know that this Don Wu keep the [Hook: Kutt Calhoun] (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (If theres drama n***as co*k it then pop it (?) it's the) (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow Kutt Calhoun, mob these motherf**ers [Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun] k**er cities, k**er centerfolds and gangs and n***as snitchin' On the block you lose your life over the thangs that n***as grippin' In the kitchen that discovery will clear a n***as vision When he sittin' in the pen readin' 'bout everything he did And to the point where n***as never get to make it to preliminary Hearings cause of loyalty thats broken in the syndicate Nowadays you shoot either you k** or rep a medikit Insurgents don't be caring bout a past rep a man*script Thats why i keep a Russian in possession on my person My Kalashinkov will speak 'til our hood beat is talkin' foreign Your beefin' on our warrant, got no time to have my family Comin' to you funeral, presume you'll just handle me And this is how it is, when you livin' in the Mid, k**er city nickname Kansas City k**er kid, so don't get it confused Cause we get it how we spit it all raw and uncut battle Width for any with it, when we trip and it's [Hook: Kutt Calhoun] (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (If theres drama n***as co*k it then pop it (?) it's the) (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (Ain't from around here know you about it to slide out) Tay Diggs, let 'em have it [Verse 2: Tay Diggs] Yeah we runnin' the crime rate Catch me on the E-way doin' a pill with the gun spray Y'all f**s with Tech N9ne and claps sh** to the gun pray It's back to the checks more baggies and more K We hella old n***as hittin' mall (?) from mall way I'm on plate, I'm rappin' for a reason Clappin' for no reason I just love the desert eagles And I'm f**in' with the mags i just love to plug my peoples These s**ers ain't my evil, we live life fast And they try to tell me stop, but all we know is gas No brakes so catch me on the crip side Right up on the street, likes cannon on my hip side I'm G maggin' and my young life's maney Do whatever for the dough and we smokin' on grates Reload that thing and I'll make y'all a shake For the mob and do the job and I f**s to survive, n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Riv Locc] (Riv Locc, get 'em) Rollin a cigar full of ooey My kush the hottest selling since Avatar hit the movies Clappin at your car with a sooey i go hard tho Sick of the dude i saw one two three and four It's Kansas City f** who yall rep for My guys is more alive then the que dog step shows So give me a break like when the que ball let go With a blue rag wrapped tight around my head low Ready for what ever with my weather livin fare tho I want my pocket knotted like the rosta man dreads bro Press the bu*ton watch the little homie dome split Flippin out the clup droppin to my patron in he The chrome semi'll break every single bone in ya No Lambo ??? im dome in ya Its Riv Locc respect cuz when ya pull up You gonna hear 2 pops followed by a humongous sound [Hook] (Mon. E.G., k** this player hatin' n***as) [Verse 4: Mon. E.G.] Yes, Sir! We be like f** em locate em and watch me slump em But my n***as be trippin in case you wonder we doin this for the Block only f** with headshots been f**in with tecca nina light Years before Pac Switch gears through slow pause Im in love with the beef my ?? gotta eat em on the mound no releif Throwin pitch after pitch till mothaf**in biff you know exactly What it is utilize my gift Mon EG the Ghostwriter breathe in breathe out im a k**a city Legand you know im reppin the south you can ask Ricky Ross You can ask Tripple C ??? Put your ear to the street wait im no ?? With the payton go no huddle bu*thead like Beavis shut down like Revis mo drama make sure my Team goes undefeated pull up and go [Hook]