N.O. Joe - No Warning lyrics

It's the return of the real n***a wit real sh** And when the smoke dies down its still a n***a left to deal wit This mutha f**er standin one deep solo Exercising parts of the game Bo don't know I bring it to a mutha f**er full throttle And any mutha f**er want pain I brought the full bottle Now take you two of these and call me in the morning Three times point blank range wit no warning n***a I'm straight k**a slash for sure drama And every mutha f**er involved gon' face trauma Punk I ain't no mutha f**a rappin a song You bust your caps when you rap But I bust back at your dome b**h And this is always all day k**a And b**hes who be stressin me out I get rid of I'm still a guerilla in these goddamn streets Walkin up on mutha f**ers and leavin 'em sleep Hook: (Cause if you gonna ride then we can ride) But 99.9 of the times you gon' die (Die mutha f**er die mutha f**er die) Mutha f**ers crowdin my space they gon' die I can't believe you hoes is playin wit this But since you mutha f**ers want drama I'm bringing the sh** I got my dime down co*ked and shined Just a homie from the hood Had the paper still about the grind What you thought this was n***a some studio gimmick A mutha f**er talking that sh** but couldn't spend it-sh** I come around this mutha f**er bending bees And dare one of you hoes to come and f** wit me I'm real with it I'll warn you mutha f**ers again That if you step to me wit ho sh** I'm turning you in Shocked-and shot wit five holes in your memory And when you headed for hell you gon' remember me The one MC who told you n***as once And after that he gave no warning he straight dumped- punk I got my mind all made up to go off When b**hes start to threaten my life I go off Take a walk on the wild side And all the coloreds go whoop whoop When I come down in my coupe And mutha f**ers hatin me come give it a try But 99.9 of the times you gon' die Wit no warning Dealing wit the k**er wit the strap out No warning -then All of a sudden homie blacks out With no warning And now your dealing with your outer body energy All the pain you left in your life you still feel it Everybody living must have thought it would change But living fast and dying young's a part of the game How can one spit the game so tough Turned around and emptied his thang with no warning