Tec-9 - Rod Pipper (Burn Ya) lyrics

[Chorus:] If I woulda caught'cha I woulda brought'cha in the Calliope And burnt'cha like a b**h, a straight b**h Now if I woulda caught'cha I woulda brought'cha in the Calliope And burnt'cha like a b**h, a straight b**h Now if I woulda caught'cha Now n***a don't make me ups the big pistol Blast my fella with the chucks Don't make me ups the big pistol Y'all know, Tec gives a f** Don't make me ease up on the scene It makes ya rowdy like Rod Piper Ease up on the scene And makes ya rowdy like Rod Piper Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper [First Verse:] Now some of you n***as didn't think I'd be back, surprise I'm bigger than a nuclear bomb More dangerous than Saddam Hussein and they claim to be better But I bet'cha when I touch the block it's gone turn hot Into your s**a heart, don't start, I'M READY TO KILL ni**a This is judgment day, AND I'M THE ONE YOU GOT'Z TO DEAL WITH ni**a And it's on it's on, the playa hatin' done started Try to leave a n***a for dead, but I served my five I'm long departed and servin' 'em, so better get serious, I'm eatin' up Told them lil' ones that don't like cookies that you better go eat 'em up Get bucked up, get f**ed up, we got two sides to this sh** This n***a don't take no shorts at all fool, I'm on the rise with this sh** [Chorus] [Second Verse:] One day I learned that I could rap, even rock and roll, R and B I learned to play with my voice just like Stevie And I wonder, if I can bust down through them doors I bust you in the head with my ba** guitar, look here I fell off, had to do a little bit in the pen But I'm back again, spinnin' the bin With the Mac-10 twins KILLIN' YA UP WITH THE PLAYA HATERS [Chorus] [Third Verse:] Now can you feel me? This is real G Eliminated The problem before the problem got too big for me to handle ATF heard about the scandal Somebody told 'em bout the Mausberg with the pistol-grip handle Retaliate for what they did to my n***a Randall It's only natural that I leave your a** in front of Rhodes Tavern Usin' the same pattern I drive up, and let'cha have it Banana clips, now there ya have it Take one of mines, and I'm gonna take one of yours But ain't no stoppin' to this drama, cuz I'm kickin' in doors Everybody get on the floor cuz it's a murder don't mistake for a robbery I came here to k**, f** the money One fool thought he was smart, and made a break for the door I act a donkey with that chopper he ain't runnin' no more Bullet shells all over the place unidentified bodies Cuz the chopper took off the face of some n***a who was rowdy, rowdy sh** done hit the fan, situation is bout it, bout it Keep my heat, can't let no n***a catch me without it And I don't doubt it, if they catch yeah they might wet me But it's plain to see, that y'all can't change me Cuz I'ma go down bustin' holdin' up three, n***a what? n***as, you n***as, you n***as Some of you n***as, you n***as, you n***as Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper [Chorus]