The Beatnuts - Hammer Time lyrics

(Beatnuts Talking) What, plow plow, (ugly-he) Ugly-he Yo beatnuts ya'll, how it go for a new era (fire) FIRE k**a, know what I'm saying (armory) Junkyard, shine terykio P.R. ahh [JuJu] Tired of being one of the half knots Running around half-co*ked Looking for trouble Find double n***as come near my car so they shuffle Believe me when the beef's with me the D's huddle Coming all out of the wood But that sh** don't rattle the hood Corona teach a n***a how to look good Tell u n***as won't last too long Cuz the moon look bloody and the gat's too strong [Marly Metal] Better gates R.O. style Black escalades f**ing with gats they gonna find you in the everglades Me and looser Smoked about a pound of buddah (gunshots) that's what I'mma do to ya Hard-hitting, leave you with your sh** splittin' Half you n***as out now is just be sh** spittin' Top-notch Left hand holding my crotch The other one on the glickitty-Glock [Psycho Les] Heyyo Psycho's the name Let me remind you You a snake in my gra** don't make me come find you My whole click starving like a jail cafeteria While you on the block s**ing co*k up in Siberia Crack a cold one Blaze a hot one Turn the mic up let me drop one When I release this, u better go cop one If I hear my dogs barking I reach for the shotgun We stand tall like the twin towers And we pssss... piss on u cowards [Hook] (Scream and gun click) Hammer Time!! (Scream and gun click) Hammer Time!!(2x) [Moonshine] I hate n***as that claim thug and won't be it I'm tired of n***as yelling cops when they don't see it They shouldn't be here You won't see me when the smoke clear 3 blunts, 2 shorties, and a cold beer Big Moon But I smoke too soon Spitting heat Rhyme to the dirtiest beats Love the streets that's the life and I like to live it I got a right to get it, I'mma shine in the turn?? [Problemz] Soon as I touch down Hit the deck splattering ya'll Blast ya'll imitators Know I'm badder than ya'll Baddest than all ya'll, fall Deader than the presidents And shoot down New York Like that nig ??? Milly cats So sit on them cats Four five we feeling ya caps Inferior scraps sh**, I'll f**ing blast you to Nantucket Chick you gotta love it Now grab the dick, s** it [Al Tariq] Kevin k**az be that n***a straight murdering tracks Herbing them cats That can't flow on beats for sh** looking at raps Hurting they raps with powerful paragraphs of punishment Believe me when I tell you, u don't want none of this Front on this and get your snot-box rocked like Charles Dutton That's the P.R.O line u though I wasn't still f**ing Predict with this hypnotism Got ya'll n***as under a spell Heat tucked under my belt Front and it's felt Straight up and down with no preservatives Act like you heard of this I'm from BK where they murder kids For little to nothing hammer time n***as start ducking Chickens start clucking In the club when the gat start bucking [Hook] (Beatnuts Talking) Hammer time ya'll Feel this come on Iraq n***a sh** you heard Come on...