J. Stank - Puttin' in Work lyrics

[DO OR DIE] I'm holdin' my 9 Fillin' the clip with Teflon Tips, so When I pull the trigger It's penetratin' sh** I grab my gat and pull the trigger of the 9 Shoot you in the head, it's gonna blow your f**in' mind I'm peelin' caps like monkey peels banana A k**er for hire Just like Santana Or Spitzer Slobs be flamin' but my 9 is quicker I'm crippin' for life so Slobs I'm gonna get ya Uh, I'm bendin' corners, rollin' routes in this huh Drinkin' hurt and jerk Smokin' on the blunt Turnin' down Crippin' Ain't Easy on the stereo Lights low, here I go, Slobs yellin': HIT THE FLOOR! But it's too late cause I'm smokin' up some sh** Pumpin' the trigger quick And pop in another clip Pumpin' the trigger quick And pop in another clip, stab the gas The buckets bendin' corners again Turn up the sound, feelin' Amped from the k**in', hits the bucket As I flee from the scene, jump into my ride And go through Martin Luther King till my n***a Sin For him I'm all in " ... muthaf**in' bullet I got your back Goddamn right Cuz You don't hear me though f** all y'all Slobs Puttin' in much work " [BLUE RAG] I'm deliverin' real in every form and characteristic Layin' Slobs in their muthaf**in' casket Puttin' in work cause my mind's gone Lookin' on my chrome to blow off a slob's dome And watch him bleed cause I care less I don't give a f** I put two more in his chest So beware of the n***a named Blue Rag A crazy-a** Crip with a 4-4 Mag So watch out cause I'mma get you too Another Slob bites the dust, fool! Put my pen through the paper I'm on my Crip caper To k** me a Slob Mentally on paper But if you want to go further than that I'll get physical And peel your muthaf**in' cap back I give a f** I'm on my side bro Just to let you know For your muthaf**in' info Trick-a** n***a Remove the dread You live a lot longer And won't end up dead Cause I'm a trigga happy Crip straight Slob k**in' expert Puttin' in much work " Puttin' in work for the muthaf**in' Slob-a** n***as Goddamn right You know I'm sayin' Right n***a Sin... Hurtin' and all that... muthaf**ers Doin' dirt like that you know I'm sayin' n***a This is Crips, ahaha " [AWOL] My n***a Sin got shot so I jumped in my '4 Swoop around the corner then I'm aimin' for the window I saw a shadow The right one or the wrong one It doesn't matter So I just peeled a strong one I heard a scream and Slob's momas started runnin' out I'm vibratin' cause my bullet keep comin' out Puttin' in work a n***a said by George While I'm trippin' and sendin' Slobs to the morgue (ahaha) Elm Street Just got picked off Dued to the fact the K-Gang got ticked off I saw the Slob I was out to get So I pause for a minute to reload the clip (Oh yeah Loc) I pumped a few right dead in his a** But then I ducked down And told Crip Inch to hit the gas Back to the hood that's where I hide out Cause I'm the reason all snoops just died out You never know what a n***a is runnin' for Less known what a n***a is gunnin' for Find a Slob and he ends, deleted (delete his a**) I put in work so my day is complete " Aw goddamn right we gon' puts' in muthaf**in' work Snoop-a** Avenues Pirus A-P-B bullsh** All you muthaf**in' Crenshaw Maggots CA-RIP! Inglewood f*ggots f** all you Slob-a** n***as " [DO OR DIE] Another night on a mission Double the barrel, double the high Double the bucks that I'm dishin' I see a n***a from the other side (k** his a**) Hold up my gun And aim for his f**in' eyes And when I'm gone I'm drinkin' on some liquor Fast forward the tape, Slobs only get k**ed quicker [BLUE RAG] Brutally speakin' Blue Rag straight sh** To k** me a Slob This muthaf**in' weekend (say what!) Cause I'm a Crip A Crip for life, G Pleadin' guilty To charges of insanity I'm goin' crazy every minute of the hour Crip to the heart but it's still black power f** the S to the L to the O-B Stay down with Crip, cuzz, Crip with me (Said smoke that muthaf**a) [AWOL] Now I'mma stay down And down for the mission Let me get my Gat load the clips so I can dish it A G ride A grey Six Trey Now I can get the A-K, you go and play, huh A ride downright damn sure won't hurt (n***a) I gotta urge to jerk and straight put in work " Puttin' in work Goddamn Snoops Smoke them muthaf**in' Snoops Goddamn right, Cuz k** their punk bit a**, you know I'm sayin' Crippin' ain't easy Sorry muthaf**as I know Crippin' ain't easy You gon' puttin' in work for the 9-3's and the 9-4 f** all you Slob-a** n***as We gon' k** you mentally And not physically on this motherf**in' tape... This is for you Sin Cause this is Crip 4 Life Goddamn right Cuz Now I love the Crip n***as layin' in peace Crippin' ain't easy... I put in work... "