Chorus: Havoc I got the matic clips I know if I can dump once, I can dump twice I let the hammers spit Hommie don't believe me, then act up tonight, and I'll show you matics (gunshots), automatics (gunshots) I got the matic clips
Verse 1: Havoc Nigga, beef I'ma draw, coward get close then I'm lettin' it raw Them slugs touch ya dog, ya heart bound-ta stall Feed em' hollow tips, I ain't playin' whitcha boy Front if you want, get shot in the mornin', mornin' Hammer cocked, sucker them slugs gonna touch ya Never left my clips since son got hit When I roll, I'm gonna pack, ain't no compromising bitch Up under my coat, from my jeans with a string, I'm gettin it in, any club I attend (yea) And everything I love, coward front, gettin smoked, I ain't playin games keep thinkin (ooooohhh)it's a joke Todays the day you gonna eat a slug Hommie call the doctor right now cause you ain't gettin up I copped alotta guns, they just addin up My black techs the hand-a death (ooooohhh)
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Verse 2: Prodigy That nigga P not the sniper, but I shoot a nigga so good he bound to die cuz, when it comes to techs don't test my skills, bullets'l bend you over, put ya head at ya heels Give bitches the chills, have em' payin my bills, she want a thug bangin' her out, you niggas ain't real If I ain't got the big 3 pound with the scope, I prolly got the pocket size 25 joint Tonight we scheamin on this niggas home, he turn on the lights we be sittin in the room Niggas like me we a dangerous thing, we shoot anywhere, anytime, down for anything Couple a bucks make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away with chumps When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the weed gettin niggas paranoid for they lives
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Copy to Clipboard: Chorus: Havoc I got the matic clips I know if I can dump once, I can dump twice I let the hammers spit Hommie don't believe me, then act up tonight, and I'll show you matics (gunshots), automatics (gunshots) I got the matic clips
Verse 1: Havoc Nigga, beef I'ma draw, coward get close then I'm lettin' it raw Them slugs touch ya dog, ya heart bound-ta stall Feed em' hollow tips, I ain't playin' whitcha boy Front if you want, get shot in the mornin', mornin' Hammer cocked, sucker them slugs gonna touch ya Never left my clips since son got hit When I roll, I'm gonna pack, ain't no compromising bitch Up under my coat, from my jeans with a string, I'm gettin it in, any club I attend (yea) And everything I love, coward front, gettin smoked, I ain't playin games keep thinkin (ooooohhh)it's a joke Todays the day you gonna eat a slug Hommie call the doctor right now cause you ain't gettin up I copped alotta guns, they just addin up My black techs the hand-a death (ooooohhh)
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Verse 2: Prodigy That nigga P not the sniper, but I shoot a nigga so good he bound to die cuz, when it comes to techs don't test my skills, bullets'l bend you over, put ya head at ya heels Give bitches the chills, have em' payin my bills, she want a thug bangin' her out, you niggas ain't real If I ain't got the big 3 pound with the scope, I prolly got the pocket size 25 joint Tonight we scheamin on this niggas home, he turn on the lights we be sittin in the room Niggas like me we a dangerous thing, we shoot anywhere, anytime, down for anything Couple a bucks make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away with chumps When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the weed gettin niggas paranoid for they lives
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