NoJoKe14
03-07-2003, 09:11 AM
[verse 1]
Yo,
Dual gloks bust at adversaries, kids, men and women
My flamer wet B**** niggas like indoor swimming
Im the end of living, step up to me and get merked,
The 5th hurts, It'll lay you where you could kiss dirt
In the soil, cause you know I hit'em till they drop
Reckless talk will leave you laid with lead in yo top
in a box, Tellin you dogg you cant work it with me
Don't end up limping to the hospital in a burgundy T
Times up, clap ya spine up, Strapped wit 9's up
Approach the strip so fly - all shined up
Rewind bust, a hollowtip straight up in yo face
Niggas like what, but I got the 8 and stay laced
Relentless nigga have no pity for small people
It's T to the f***in G, the route of all evil
[Chorus 2x:]
You know J stay flossed but, Im the route of all evil
And i bear firearms, that'll leave you all seethrough
Hack bodys in little parts, Im the route of all evil
when I bust the gat raw, you gon' all duck and crawl people
[verse 2]
I am money, pain, bankrolls and platinum chains
Hoes in the hood that be lendin out they brains
To any nigga that try to come and get it, then hit it
I'll be d***ed if I'm bummy, Cause I spit it so sicknin
But theres Aids in the hood, young niggas is burnin
Niggas hate me cats gettin slain is it my turn, in
My dreams, I see s*** you would believe is true
Got a f***ed up life and these cats is after you
But it don't matter to me, cause I will succeed in this world
Little girls thats 13 havin seeds in this world
Only in the hood though, too many niggas thinkin they thugs
Till they get plugged and pumped with too many slugs
Then the angels and the grim reaper comin fo' your a**
I am exstasy, Im am power, I am crack
Evil is my specialty, I am the law, I am the government
With my clip and my 5th on my hip, nobody's touchin this
I'm what you cannot be, therefore I am the answer
What I'm writin in my s*** is sick, It'll give you cancer
Put your hands up, and worship thy 1 and only
Ya'll fony claiming yall want no beef
Leave yo'B**** a** up in a coffin dead and lonly
Ya'll don't know me, smoke you and yo' fukin homies
Homie, (Homie)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I am poison,
Deadly -choices, ignorance, disgrace
Spiteful, suspenseful, Bust 8 at yo’ face
Make you tip toe, try to get away from the menace
I'll get a nigga hit up, chrome in hands, facin a sentence
The opposition, the real definition of anguish
You just another casualty added to my A-list
I bang clips and 5ths go bang on any passerby
I’m disaster my, own self-prison, I am homicide
Who said I am not a lie, set stomach-wise, but I'm
Still thirsty for blood, no d*** good, fly
Niggas makin good money I robb'em in the hood
Cause I, hate to see a nigga doin better than me
I can't, go on p**** say you better than me
And we'll see, what I'm gunna put you in
A coffin, a jar, or a lake to swim
Cuz, I, bust, gats, fo my niggas, and I, wrap stacks, with my niggas
And I carry the pump, so snitch my nigga
And see if I don't have you layin in a ditch my nigga
Cause I'm the hot one, cats dont wanna pop with ToPGuN
I own bloks son, cuz i cut rocks up, and sell choppas
Hittin with the gage,
and I'll be splittin yo' top up
Play duck duck goose with the automatic shotgun
Im hot son (aight)
[Chorus]
Yo,
Dual gloks bust at adversaries, kids, men and women
My flamer wet B**** niggas like indoor swimming
Im the end of living, step up to me and get merked,
The 5th hurts, It'll lay you where you could kiss dirt
In the soil, cause you know I hit'em till they drop
Reckless talk will leave you laid with lead in yo top
in a box, Tellin you dogg you cant work it with me
Don't end up limping to the hospital in a burgundy T
Times up, clap ya spine up, Strapped wit 9's up
Approach the strip so fly - all shined up
Rewind bust, a hollowtip straight up in yo face
Niggas like what, but I got the 8 and stay laced
Relentless nigga have no pity for small people
It's T to the f***in G, the route of all evil
[Chorus 2x:]
You know J stay flossed but, Im the route of all evil
And i bear firearms, that'll leave you all seethrough
Hack bodys in little parts, Im the route of all evil
when I bust the gat raw, you gon' all duck and crawl people
[verse 2]
I am money, pain, bankrolls and platinum chains
Hoes in the hood that be lendin out they brains
To any nigga that try to come and get it, then hit it
I'll be d***ed if I'm bummy, Cause I spit it so sicknin
But theres Aids in the hood, young niggas is burnin
Niggas hate me cats gettin slain is it my turn, in
My dreams, I see s*** you would believe is true
Got a f***ed up life and these cats is after you
But it don't matter to me, cause I will succeed in this world
Little girls thats 13 havin seeds in this world
Only in the hood though, too many niggas thinkin they thugs
Till they get plugged and pumped with too many slugs
Then the angels and the grim reaper comin fo' your a**
I am exstasy, Im am power, I am crack
Evil is my specialty, I am the law, I am the government
With my clip and my 5th on my hip, nobody's touchin this
I'm what you cannot be, therefore I am the answer
What I'm writin in my s*** is sick, It'll give you cancer
Put your hands up, and worship thy 1 and only
Ya'll fony claiming yall want no beef
Leave yo'B**** a** up in a coffin dead and lonly
Ya'll don't know me, smoke you and yo' fukin homies
Homie, (Homie)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I am poison,
Deadly -choices, ignorance, disgrace
Spiteful, suspenseful, Bust 8 at yo’ face
Make you tip toe, try to get away from the menace
I'll get a nigga hit up, chrome in hands, facin a sentence
The opposition, the real definition of anguish
You just another casualty added to my A-list
I bang clips and 5ths go bang on any passerby
I’m disaster my, own self-prison, I am homicide
Who said I am not a lie, set stomach-wise, but I'm
Still thirsty for blood, no d*** good, fly
Niggas makin good money I robb'em in the hood
Cause I, hate to see a nigga doin better than me
I can't, go on p**** say you better than me
And we'll see, what I'm gunna put you in
A coffin, a jar, or a lake to swim
Cuz, I, bust, gats, fo my niggas, and I, wrap stacks, with my niggas
And I carry the pump, so snitch my nigga
And see if I don't have you layin in a ditch my nigga
Cause I'm the hot one, cats dont wanna pop with ToPGuN
I own bloks son, cuz i cut rocks up, and sell choppas
Hittin with the gage,
and I'll be splittin yo' top up
Play duck duck goose with the automatic shotgun
Im hot son (aight)
[Chorus]