Luniz – Put The Lead On Ya lyrics

(Quiet*voice in the background) What*

the f k**is this Bullet?? holes Tupac (gun.

*shots) (chorus)*

*x3* Unload

the barrel an blast I'm
puttin lead in yo mutha fuckin a Verse**.

1 (Knumskull) *I'm*

broke as f k**an it's like that I'm
livin an I'm watchin ni z***bubble an the jelousy is kickin in I
wanna pull licks but that jelousy don't fit me Let's
bet on the set I'm, a vet runnin from Fifty It,
spell out so, I'm a post to the fullest Only,
servin then The,
Ice Cream Man is out again It's,
jelous ni z***on the lurk still We,
had a treaty So,
now they goin back on they first deal (Awww,
now they ready to put the lead on ya How,
would you like it if a n anuswas broke an came fed on ya )??!!That's
why I'm still on my P's an Q's Readin,
fools I'm,
known as a shista deceivin fools (see,
quit pagin me )!!Snoopin
around found trouble for, tryin to f k**up a ni z***bubble Don't,
bubble mo than he got 'cause,
now he know that if he get rid of you then, that's more cash in the Pot
I,
got a rival now Tha,
turf is showin what it's worth I,
gotta pack a gat for survival now They,
juss won't let me be All,
I can be So,
all I can see Is,
victory I'm,
struggle master So,
The,
doo-doo that you do Will,
only make me wanna bubble faster No,
party-poop 'cause this troop came fed-eral Slappin,
hoes in they neck juss to let em know It's,
all clear now why It's,
so hard to say goodbye You,
broke I'm, gettin high Don't,
make me put the lead on ya (chorus).

*x2* Verse

2 (Dru *Down) Here*

I come I'm,
outta jail Fresh,
in the air N,
anusneed a come up so, n anusdidn't care So,
let me think N,
anusI,
need to pick up pace N,
anusneed a lick N,
anusneed no safes So,
ah Let,
me get straight down to business I,
need me some distance to run when I carry gun An,
I'm a be like quick on my feet You,
try an be a hero My,
nine milli you, an me An,
even if you're the chief of police N,
anusyou will still catch some heat 'cause,
I'm juss One.... of the killaz in the town A,
ni z***know they call me Dru mutha fuckin Down So,
homie step back This,
is a jack N,
anusmake a move an that a will** get jacked Because,
I'm loaded I'm,
loaded off the dank-quid An,
Jackie you will get me high juss for free see Juss,
call me S-I-C-K.... I,
love to kill for play 'cause,
like Cube it was a good day An,
I'm a be like strictly on my Q's P's,
an Q's I'm,
puttin quarter holes in fools So,
don't you even f k**wit my rep My,
rep's too big An,
leavin you diggin for days An,
I'm a get ya N,
anusif I want ya I,
got a gun you run n anusI'm,
a pop ya Because,
I'm broke I need to fill me some ends Give,
me yo pocket book so I can break it in I,
goes to Wells Fargo Bank, of America An,
if your a woman don't, think I still won't put the lead on ya Beeitch.
(chorus)!

*x4* Verse

3 (Yukmouth) *Hell*

yeah I'm on welfare G-A,
checks Keeps,
me paid like a mutha fuckin vet on the set Let,
my, mail stretch an gets up To,
even the point where my b h***be choppin zips up I,
whips up the cream Twenty-eight,
grams on the triple beam Chefs,
hittin clean how, much clean Four-fifteens??
an, the zap-co The,
rap-go slip an made a weak move Don't,
sleep dude I, pull licks every week fool But,
ain't no Bonnie an Clyde n anus'cause,
if a b h***set up a lick I, get the money an slide n anusI,
hit the crap game first thang leave, if you shot yo 'cause,
bein broke is the worst thang Check,
this out man 'cause, you know I ain't that type niggie I,
scoop the dice once, or twice then the riggie riggie, Dangle,
roll shot is, a fa sho shot No,
shot I, mean it's so hot I'm, snatchin hella face from the block I,
got the glock Sixteen,
on my waist juss incase Never,
hit 6-8's know, the haters at the gate When,
I shake the dice-a nother, one bites the dust They,
mad as f k**gettin struck by the shista I,
shoulda known 'cause,
rule number one Never,
roll craps wit some ni z***from a track you ain't from They,
young an claimin they broke but, they forgotten That,
I got they mail an, I can tell they plottin But,
shhhhitt they'll, get licked like a popsicle Don't,
f k**around an get sent to the hospital Lil,
ni z***think they slick but, they already sawin Popin,
at y'all takin raw s titLet,
me raise up from these cowards turf Yeah,
'cause, lil do they know what's below the Eddie Bauer shirt Ni,
z***mean muggin me but what that do I'm,
a soldier til it's over 6-5,
on my tattoo punk So,
if you want funk you be a dead homie 'cause,
I be down if you pull a 2-elev homie Now,
all the ni z***gettin lit up I,
told ya live in yo house wit out yo strap is a rigg up 'cause,
I'm a put the lead on ya Punk,
a n** anus(chorus).

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