X-Raided - Shoot Cha In A Minute lyrics

Artist: X-Raided Album: Psycho Active Song: Shoot Cha In A Minute And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... X-Raided and ya don't stop... Straight going on a war path, taking n***as out like it ain't sh** You can't coup with the X-Loc gone hit A n***a gotta be, don't even try to be a friend of me You just want a piece of me I know what I see thru my eyes: I see another black brotha living life streetwise Who's making dollars like a dope man Making money anyway a n***a can Taking your sh** and selling d** Getting drunk, sagging Levi's, looking like a thug Hanging with my miggas at the spot The spot's hot so I'm looking for cops And I spotted one Told my n***a Trip to slap a clip in a gun 9 double M, the U-Z-I, you ask me why Cause a n***a ain't gonna die... Like a s**a, I'm going out spraying Letting fools know X-Raided ain't playing Tha Murder, yeah, I got something to do with it Cause I shoot cha punk a** in a minute... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... Lynch Hung and ya don't stop... People always ask why I act this way I say: cause I'm a villain like my homeboy Ray A straight lunatic, a little skitzo A male ho, a mothaf**ing psycho k**ing punk n***as like flies You piss me off and everybody dies X ain't the one to be ludicrous Any mothaf**a I wanna diss I'm gonna diss It might be you if ya on the sh**list Instead of an 'uncle' I make ya say 'triple-six' And make you s** four dicks In otherwords you can get the duck sick And ya better do it good, choke this dick Make me nut real quick 20 seconds like a mothaf**a It feels good like a mothaf**a so, b**h: s** It tastes like chocolate, that's the nickname Doggy style, I'm known to inflict pain Making hoes feel real swell A n***a with a mind like me needs to go to hell Where else can a n***a go? (Nowhere!) In heaven the mothaf**as don't allow psycho Now the book is closed A fool like me k**ed all them hoes Cause I (shoot a mothaf**a in a minute)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... Yo, pump it up, n***a and ya don't stop... The definition for a schizo is Strictly k**ing any tough son of a b**h When I say tough I mean he thinks he's tough I'm kinda fed up, a n***a done had enough... Of this sh** to last me a year or two What in the f** a n***a gotta do... Nowadays to get his point across I don't know, I guess ya gotta get toasted like a salad A ballad of a menace, ya can call this a ten percent diss Ya get pissed but I don't give a f** Ya wanna squab, yo, what the f** is up? My n***a Trip got a nine for ya a** Talk sh**, mothaf**a, and we blast Three sixes' the code that we use I'm k**ing m**ms, baptists and j**s And the hovers, f** the witness Hitting n***as to the triple-six sickness At my house windows are tened Knock on my door: I shoot cha in a minute... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop... The definition for X-Raided Is ruthless attitude towards every delinquent Don't forget the 'X' for 'X-tra' The X-tra as I kicks so nobody steps up To the villain peeping that bullsh** I grab the nine and unload the clip Spray every punk n***a on the scene Cause I'm a lunatic, know what I mean? Don't forget that Triple-Six got the backfade Step up, try to steal, ya get sprayed Cause I'm not giving up an inch And neither is the mothaf**ing Lynch...Hung But you ain't dumb, you know what's up The whole Mafia is crazier than a mothaf** We don't give a f** about the nextman Unless he's down with our clan And if ya ain't then ya got nothing incomment Do like a n***a from Compton And start running a hundred miles to the city I'm from S-A-C, punk b**h, you can't get none I'm from South Sac, we all packed Even that n***a Homicide is kicking raps A title to be welthy and we taking it And if not we'll shoot cha in a minute... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)... Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)... Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)... Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)... And ya don't stop and ya don't stop... And I'm out...