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Ant Banks
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2 Kill a G
Lyricist:Anthony Banks, Ramon Russell Gooden, Robert Lee Green Jr., Al Green, Stuart Jordan, Pee Wee, Todd Anthony Shaw, B Shorty
Blowe, Jah man, Spice 1 With the biggity biggity Banksta in the house Jah man, we making it funky enough man And me come like this
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven spot busting a cap 'cause me the one Jah man, come again now Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven Posse Busting a cap 'cause me the one, blowe, blowe
Jah man, pick up this gat and make you spray yourself, AK yourself And that's for any motherfucker who wants to play yourself One eighty-seven up on that ass with the murder shit I shank this pistol up your ass and hollar, 'Dookie stick'
You and I always beat the clip into that ass, G Split personality, so I mask me And turn into the murderer Me say me kicking the rasta shit, nigga, I'm serving ya
Blowe, blowe and if you ever disrespect me, I'm a bank ya Slip this clip up in this glock and watch is stang ya 'Cause niggas, try to blast that ass And with a big AK I can't run too fast, yeah
You see a nigga like a maniac, bitch with a gat And comes crack, hey G, hand me that The murder felon with the big black trigger And I still make change out of five dollar ass, nigga
You can try but it ain't that easy To kill a motherfucking G
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven spot busting a cap 'cause me the one Jah man, come again now Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven Posse Busting a cap 'cause me the one, blowe, blowe
Now bitches love an old school nigga, like me 'Cause I got the pimp, G A M E Some niggas get jealous but they way too soft I had the whole house rock like the Haywood fall
You know you gotta come real, you gotta come with it Get caught slipping and your ass gonna get it Life ain't nothing but a stage show bitch Play your part and get paid for the shit
You can smoke that, nigga and be on top But living in Oakland you might get shot Always over that money and them bitches Cross the game and watch the shit get vicious
And don't think it's gonna be easy, man Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Listen to the Short Dog and peep the game 'Cause the niggas out there, who shot Davey D They know it's hard to kill a real fucking G
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven spot Busting a cap 'cause me the one, blowe, blowe Jah man
Yeah, now I'm that mack with the shiny black gat Three eighty, just waiting to snatch your cap back And if you try to jack, that ass won't last Real G's stay strapped and boy, I'm 'bout to blast, yeah
We busting a cap 'cause we the one We filling your ass up and leaving holes in your lungs For thinking your ass could ever kill a motherfucking G You're smoking on that crack, so punk nigga, please
Back up and get a clue and find out who you're stepping to You're flirting with danger and we be the fucking crew Kicking much ass like we always do From day one it's been done, fool, I thought you knew, motherfucker
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven spot, busting a cap 'cause me the one Jah man, come again now
Came me selling cocaine, me shoot undercover cop a Me kicking the the funky gangsta, kicking the funky rasta Me say, me hop the fence with bloody glock to make it away Me got to use me glock 'cause five, oh, banned the AK Me say the one eighty-seven, one eighty-seven, me load in the clip a The one eighty-seven, the one eighty-seven, me shooting up shit a
Jah man, come again now, blowe, blowe
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven spot, busting a cap 'cause me the one Jah man, come again now Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven Posse, busting a cap 'cause me the one Jah man, biddy, bye, bye
Me busting a cap 'cause me the one The one eighty-seven uzi, pack an uzi, weigh a ton Jah man, play ya self
Jah man, Ant Banks in the motherfucking house man, blowe, blowe Busting a cap in your ass man with the gangsta shit Spice 1, Jah man, come down with the funky shit, man Mhisani in the motherfucking house, sell me a sack man
So we can get fucked up, mon, smoking a blunt, blowe Short Dog in the motherfucking house, blowe Motherfucking Dangerous Crew, blowe, blowe Check it out, one eighty-seven thousand G
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