Mc Ren - One False Move lyrics

Badung bang (chorus) Ren your dangerous, you know you bat like a week Ren your dangerous gun shots from juagardonlee Dangerous, me know you bat like a week Ren your dangerous, gun shots from juagardonlee [mc ren] Move, now let me fall into the groove Breakin' n***az off but i break 'em off smooth Used to try to pimp, but the ho's got old A n***a can't remember how much dope that i sold In my youth, the sh** is the truth, go to jail for the proof n***az makin' records sellin' two copies Tryin' to f** with me because your rap's sloppy Now back in your cage your wings are short You tall, dirty motherf**ers dig the basketball courts I can tear ya a** up in a rhyme But i won't mention your name, 'cause that's a waste of my time So i call my n***az, chip and dollar bill Scoop up to the hill when we move in for the k** Never retreat you dirty n***a take a seat Big motherf**in' feet, with your wack a**ed beats So train "what up?" cut 'em with the shape Make the n***a walk the plank, the dirty n***a always stank n***a better raise like the titanic Ain't from atlantic, but i'll make your a** panic And that's only one step, pride is kept A gla** of piss weigh as much as your rep n***a your through One false move and a motherf**a's dead >from one nine millimeter shot to the head One false move and a motherf**a's dead >from one nine millimeter shot to the head (chorus) [da konvicted felon] Quad is kept, i step With the nine millimeter come Complicated with the gat to the back of the devil's head Then i pull the trigger till he dead Red rum, all i can see when i close my eyes at night Dreamin' of vision of murderers comin' with bu*t, while satan's out to fight I ain't rappin' to tight You're f**in' with a motherf**in' madman That don't take sh** from a redneck chick You can put your mouth up my steel dick And s** until i pull my trigger come, ejaculate my gun What'll be done, when i be makin' your blood run Into the stretch And motherf** that white trigger that got his f**in' a** beat Many be p**y poppin' can't attail for that knee But not so many as i gave so much a buck, buck from me Buck, but it gets it up, i'm tryin' to defend my own skin >from a n***a who loves crackers, so come and ya jack 'em Sleep with the enemy and get treated as such The convicted followed no bust, and lust for you To make that one false move One false move and a motherf**a's dead >from one nine millimeter shot to the head One false move and a motherf**a's dead >from one nine millimeter shot to the head But if every n***a grabbed a nine And started shootin' motherf**er's it would put 'em in line(2x) [dollar bill] I was never the one to run with the pack But was the mastermind for settin' up the jack So if they every saw my beamin' it wasn't from crack I musta been beamin' them grubs to hit the sack And let me remember the days of way back When everybody was homies and no one played that Rockin' 'em, sockin' 'em, knockin' 'em out the box now tell me what's up Look at me wrong fool, you get tossed up I mean f**ed up, you lucked up I didn't come out a long time ago, with the fast or the slow flow And callin' me wack, no that's a no no The style just so wild, while your style just so-so Nasty, they can't pa** me, it's too fast see n***az that blast fast i don't let 'em blast me Usin' my mind like a nine millimeter to abuse So don't make one false move One false move and a motherf**a's dead >from one nine millimeter shot to the head One false move and a motherf**a's dead >from one nine millimeter shot to the head (chorus) Many more will laugh and suffer, many more will laugh and die One false move, and it's an eye for an eye (chorus) "yeah, i'm ready to die today"(repeat out)