Uh, riot pump, riot pump Uh, riot pump Uh, let's get this shit crackin' man Yo This that gun in the spine (spine) This that one of a kind (kind) This that get out the way, straight to the front of the line If they front on the line, then pull the bouncer aside (come here) Tell him to be happy he's even around or alive (be happy) Like "Look pal, you decide, you get me up in for sure" (What) Or listen, 10 minutes I'll be bumrushin' the door (Move) He won't front anymore, get in pass with' a frown Like you bastards is clowns, know you ain't pattin' me down Shit, look here, I'm a star (star) I don't care who you are Push your way through, move, tear up the bar (Get out my way) Snatch a bottle, crack and gargle, mack a model Tell the bartender you're dead, that's how I do Then grab on a slut, ask her to smut Put alcohol on her like a barber after a cut Yup (Yup) No smoke then inhale the smoke 'til you choke Walk through the VIP, knock down the velvet rope Foreman the place, your dog is a 8 To plex the pest, and A-Town Stomp with' his face, holla Clap ya thing, act insane, riot pump Snatch a chain, slap a dame, riot pump This that time for crunk, try to punk How you want, body slumped by the dump Let me see you riot pump Listen dog, I'm a vet' (vet') Show the boss some respect If you glittering nigga (what) Then it's off with' ya neck (come here) I'm a boss on the Set That'll let off with the Tech Pushes that soft off of some steps Better yet, torture to death (Whoa) Punk even try it, slugs'll get fired Dump on the chump and make his car slump to the tire (tires) The whole jumper get quiet Fire once, fuck a riot pump dog I'm a bring the pump to the riot (Bang) Porsche skip through, toss missiles Bring the war to the war For through your gore Smell what the door sizzle You're soft tissue You don't know what it feels for a cop to horse-kick you Straight up toss, flip you Mace in your face, left when the shotty ring Spray up the place, left in a body sling Laced up in lace, yes, with some body string Leave you facin' ya face messed up like Rodney King's Clap ya thing, act insane, riot pump Snatch a chain, slap a dame, riot pump This that time for crunk, try to punk How you want, body slumped by the dump Let me see you riot pump Yo, is it a game, nope (nope) We got aim scopes (scopes) The last head frontin' with bread became toast We run right into clubs, snub under the raincoat Shoot a cat for his chain and call it chain-smoke Fuck with J you gon' pay Make the stray hit the spray You will stay where you stay Ay you'll lay where you may With the A to the K, run in a DJ booth You gon' play what you play No, you gon' play what I say Play, or fine, get that gun, it's fine I'll bet he stop and play Stop-N-Go 100 times Not the talkin' type, I done been all my life So after rap, scrap, let's see you start a fight Got guns, go get 'em, got sons, go get 'em Chump, if ya mans wanna run, go with' him Cause if I don't let the gun blow hit 'em (What) I'm a throw his ass in a mud hole and stomp a mudhole in him, holla Clap ya thing, act insane, riot pump Snatch a chain, slap a dame, riot pump This that time for crunk, try to punk How you want, body slumped by the dump Let me see you riot pump
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Copy to Clipboard: Uh, riot pump, riot pump Uh, riot pump Uh, let's get this shit crackin' man Yo This that gun in the spine (spine) This that one of a kind (kind) This that get out the way, straight to the front of the line If they front on the line, then pull the bouncer aside (come here) Tell him to be happy he's even around or alive (be happy) Like "Look pal, you decide, you get me up in for sure" (What) Or listen, 10 minutes I'll be bumrushin' the door (Move) He won't front anymore, get in pass with' a frown Like you bastards is clowns, know you ain't pattin' me down Shit, look here, I'm a star (star) I don't care who you are Push your way through, move, tear up the bar (Get out my way) Snatch a bottle, crack and gargle, mack a model Tell the bartender you're dead, that's how I do Then grab on a slut, ask her to smut Put alcohol on her like a barber after a cut Yup (Yup) No smoke then inhale the smoke 'til you choke Walk through the VIP, knock down the velvet rope Foreman the place, your dog is a 8 To plex the pest, and A-Town Stomp with' his face, holla Clap ya thing, act insane, riot pump Snatch a chain, slap a dame, riot pump This that time for crunk, try to punk How you want, body slumped by the dump Let me see you riot pump Listen dog, I'm a vet' (vet') Show the boss some respect If you glittering nigga (what) Then it's off with' ya neck (come here) I'm a boss on the Set That'll let off with the Tech Pushes that soft off of some steps Better yet, torture to death (Whoa) Punk even try it, slugs'll get fired Dump on the chump and make his car slump to the tire (tires) The whole jumper get quiet Fire once, fuck a riot pump dog I'm a bring the pump to the riot (Bang) Porsche skip through, toss missiles Bring the war to the war For through your gore Smell what the door sizzle You're soft tissue You don't know what it feels for a cop to horse-kick you Straight up toss, flip you Mace in your face, left when the shotty ring Spray up the place, left in a body sling Laced up in lace, yes, with some body string Leave you facin' ya face messed up like Rodney King's Clap ya thing, act insane, riot pump Snatch a chain, slap a dame, riot pump This that time for crunk, try to punk How you want, body slumped by the dump Let me see you riot pump Yo, is it a game, nope (nope) We got aim scopes (scopes) The last head frontin' with bread became toast We run right into clubs, snub under the raincoat Shoot a cat for his chain and call it chain-smoke Fuck with J you gon' pay Make the stray hit the spray You will stay where you stay Ay you'll lay where you may With the A to the K, run in a DJ booth You gon' play what you play No, you gon' play what I say Play, or fine, get that gun, it's fine I'll bet he stop and play Stop-N-Go 100 times Not the talkin' type, I done been all my life So after rap, scrap, let's see you start a fight Got guns, go get 'em, got sons, go get 'em Chump, if ya mans wanna run, go with' him Cause if I don't let the gun blow hit 'em (What) I'm a throw his ass in a mud hole and stomp a mudhole in him, holla Clap ya thing, act insane, riot pump Snatch a chain, slap a dame, riot pump This that time for crunk, try to punk How you want, body slumped by the dump Let me see you riot pump
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