Intro: [Rasta verse by Likkle Wicked; most of his verse is indistinct] Now rudeboy JT from Poison Clan come in wit dem lyrics and kill the gangstas!! JT: Ahem! Hello everybody this JT Money the Bitchizer...
Verse 1: JT Money Yo I can get fly like a plane and then wreck shit Stomp on Compton and flex through the exit Uhh rainin' on punks like a cloud Punks get devoured 'cause no punks are allowed! So step up if you think your shit's strong But be prepared to get your whole crew flipped on 'Cause I flip niggas like coins And once I get gone I'm in they ass like hem'rhoids! Niggas get done, but then so many try To be like JT motherfuckin' M-O-N-E-Y I get busy like 5pm traffic Punks get they ass kicked when shit gets drastic Uhh, niggas don't want none of me, see When I get hot, I burn they ass like VD I stay hard like Capn' Crunch, suckas get capped And crunched, or dissed if you're rappin', punk Most of y'all can't understand me You'll probably say "That nigga that can't be from Miami!" I hate punks with a passion Hey yo, hoe, tell them niggas what I want!
Chorus (4x) [I want action] MURDER!! MURDER!!
Verse 2: Uzi Lights, camera, action, it's on Uzi is the brother on the mike, word is bond I'm talkin' to all the fallin' niggas, the kinda creep niggas Step up and get beat, niggas! 'Cause if you try the PC, it gets fucked up We always strapped with the gat, so just shut up And if I pull, you better pray 'cause you is dead, black Test me out and you'll see just where my heart's at That's how it is, fuck you, and motherfuck your crew I roll with JT and Big Ram too! We livin' phat, matter fact, we gets ill, see And when we roll, we just rippin' up your posse So if you talk shit, talk it under your breath 'Cause if I hear ya, your ass'll be marked for death! Best believe niggas' heads I be bashin' And yo, you know what's next!
Chorus
Verse 3: JT Money Check 1-2 for a nigga who step to this Step up and just wait for my lefts to miss, uhh Before you get a chance to run ya mouth, I shoot them thangs to ya ass so you're down for the count! I beat ya bad asses wit a bad-ass gang o' niggas I'm from the Clan, so of course I be hangin' niggas No matter how tough you feel or you might look Drop yo ass with a right hook I stick out like a saucer, niggas say I'm awesome Wreck your little 1's 2's 3's and 4somes The B-I-T-C-H-I-Z-E-R, When I step up you see how I Keepin' niggas in check, approachin' with the tech The old-fashioned way I earn my respect Been down for a minute, did a quick bit Came back knockin' about the box like (?) did! So chumps run up and get ran over I'ma take the USA and Japan over I'm the one-man wreckin' ball that's werckin' y'all Here's some advice: I'm wreckin' all! You motherfuckers stop talkin' trash and Shep the fuck out my way 'cause ...
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Copy to Clipboard: Intro: [Rasta verse by Likkle Wicked; most of his verse is indistinct] Now rudeboy JT from Poison Clan come in wit dem lyrics and kill the gangstas!! JT: Ahem! Hello everybody this JT Money the Bitchizer...
Verse 1: JT Money Yo I can get fly like a plane and then wreck shit Stomp on Compton and flex through the exit Uhh rainin' on punks like a cloud Punks get devoured 'cause no punks are allowed! So step up if you think your shit's strong But be prepared to get your whole crew flipped on 'Cause I flip niggas like coins And once I get gone I'm in they ass like hem'rhoids! Niggas get done, but then so many try To be like JT motherfuckin' M-O-N-E-Y I get busy like 5pm traffic Punks get they ass kicked when shit gets drastic Uhh, niggas don't want none of me, see When I get hot, I burn they ass like VD I stay hard like Capn' Crunch, suckas get capped And crunched, or dissed if you're rappin', punk Most of y'all can't understand me You'll probably say "That nigga that can't be from Miami!" I hate punks with a passion Hey yo, hoe, tell them niggas what I want!
Chorus (4x) [I want action] MURDER!! MURDER!!
Verse 2: Uzi Lights, camera, action, it's on Uzi is the brother on the mike, word is bond I'm talkin' to all the fallin' niggas, the kinda creep niggas Step up and get beat, niggas! 'Cause if you try the PC, it gets fucked up We always strapped with the gat, so just shut up And if I pull, you better pray 'cause you is dead, black Test me out and you'll see just where my heart's at That's how it is, fuck you, and motherfuck your crew I roll with JT and Big Ram too! We livin' phat, matter fact, we gets ill, see And when we roll, we just rippin' up your posse So if you talk shit, talk it under your breath 'Cause if I hear ya, your ass'll be marked for death! Best believe niggas' heads I be bashin' And yo, you know what's next!
Chorus
Verse 3: JT Money Check 1-2 for a nigga who step to this Step up and just wait for my lefts to miss, uhh Before you get a chance to run ya mouth, I shoot them thangs to ya ass so you're down for the count! I beat ya bad asses wit a bad-ass gang o' niggas I'm from the Clan, so of course I be hangin' niggas No matter how tough you feel or you might look Drop yo ass with a right hook I stick out like a saucer, niggas say I'm awesome Wreck your little 1's 2's 3's and 4somes The B-I-T-C-H-I-Z-E-R, When I step up you see how I Keepin' niggas in check, approachin' with the tech The old-fashioned way I earn my respect Been down for a minute, did a quick bit Came back knockin' about the box like (?) did! So chumps run up and get ran over I'ma take the USA and Japan over I'm the one-man wreckin' ball that's werckin' y'all Here's some advice: I'm wreckin' all! You motherfuckers stop talkin' trash and Shep the fuck out my way 'cause ...
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