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ant banks - 2 kill a g lyrics

(feat. spice 1, too $hort)

(spice 1)
blowe! jah man, spice 1 with the biggity biggity banksta in
the house, jah man we making it funky enough man
and me come like this!

me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
jah man! come again now
me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 posse busting a cap cause me the one, blowe blowe!

jah man, pick up this gat and make you spray yourself, ak yourself
and that’s for any motherf-cker that wants to play yourself
187 up on that -ss with the murder sh-t
i shank this pistol up your -ss and hollar “dookie stick”
you ain’t? the clip into that -ss, g
split personality so i mask me
and turn into the murderer
me say me kicking the rasta sh-t, n-gg- i’m serving ya
blowe blowe! and if you ever disrespect me i’m a bank ya
slip this clip up in this glock and watch is stang ya
cause n-gg-s try to blast that -ss
and with a big ak i can’t run too fast, yeah
you see a n-gg- like a maniac, b-tch with a gat
and comes crack, hey g hand me that
the murder felon with the big black trigger
and i still make change out of five dollar -ss, n-gg-
you can try but it ain’t that easy
to kill a motherf-cking g

me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
jah man! come again now
me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 posse busting a cap cause me the one, blowe blowe!

(too $hort)
now b-tches love an old school n-gg- like me
cause i got the pimp g-a-m-e
some n-gg-s get jealous but they way too soft
i had the whole house rock like the haywood fall
you know you gotta come real, you gotta come with it
get caught slipping and your -ss gonna get it
life ain’t nothing but a stage show b-tch
play your part and get paid for the sh-t
you can smoke that n-gg-, and be on top
but living in oakland you might get shot
always over that money and them b-tches
cross the game and watch the sh-t get vicious
and don’t think it’s gonna be easy, man
listen to the short dog and peep the game
cause the n-gg-s out there who shot davey d
they know it’s hard to kill a real f-cking g

(spice 1)
me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
jah man!

(ant banks)
yeah, now i’m that mack with the shiny black gat
.380 just waiting to sn-tch your cap back
and if you try to jack, that -ss won’t last
real g’s stay strapped and boy i’m bout to blast, yeah
we busting a cap cause we the one
we filling your -ss up and leaving holes in your lungs
for thinking your -ss could ever kill a motherf-cking g
you’re smoking on that crack, so punk n-gg- please
back up and get a clue, and find out who you’re stepping to
you’re flirting with danger, and we be the f-cking crew
kicking much -ss like we always do
>from day one it’s been done, fool i thought you knew, motherf-cker

(spice 1)
me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
jah man! come again now

came me selling cocaine, me shoot undercover cop a
me kicking the the funky gangsta, kicking the funky rasta
me say me hop the fence with bl–dy glock to make it away
me got to use me glock cause five-oh banned the ak
me say the 187, 187, me load in the clip a
the 187, the 187, me shooting up sh-t a

jah man, come again now, blowe blowe!

me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
jah man! come again now
me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 posse busting a cap cause me the one
jah man, biddy bye bye!

me busting a cap cause me the one
the 187 uzi, pack an uzi weigh a ton
jah man! play ya self

jah man, ant banks in the motherf-cking house man, blowe blowe!
busting a cap in your -ss man with the gangsta sh-t
spice 1, jah man! come down with the funky sh-t, man
mhisani in the motherf-cking house, sell me a sack mon
so we can get f-cked up mon smoking a blunt, blowe!
short dog in the motherf-cking house, blowe!
motherf-cking dangerous crew, blowe blowe!
check it out, 187 thousand

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