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ant banks - packin' a gun lyrics

sample: “never leave the pad without packin a gun” -> eazy-e {-1}
let me drop it on the one, heheh
yeah.
real smooth youknowhati’msayin?
chorus: unknown singers
if you think this sh-t is funky
don’t be a punk, n-gg-, just get in the groove {-1}
and if you think this sh-t is funky
don’t be a punk, n-gg-, let it get into you
[ant banks]
yeah, check it
well let me hit it like this, fool ant banks is back
still comin way tight, straight gangsta mack
you see the b-tches know i’m loaded, smooth as a poet
droppin sh-t like a pigeon just to let you suckers know it’s
the grip that i clock that makes the hoes jock
and n-gg-z get to trippin, and talkin h-lla sh-t and
don’t you know your bluffin ain’t enough you see
that all you mark motherf-ckers can’t f-ck with me
so bring it on cause i got somethin for ya
mac-10 strong, smoke that -ss like doja
break that -ss off, until i leave yo’ -ss broke
i’m icin like tyson boy i ain’t no joke
a lot of n-gg-z now think they made of steel
too tough to get took, and that’s for real
but let me tell you like n-gg-, that’s your life
cause n-gg-z i know get took every night
tryin to show out and look good for the hoes
but everybody knows how the story goes…
the b-tches ain’t sh-t cause they all into gafflin
break a hoe jaw, and i might start laughin
-chuckles-
that’s how it is so you better play it safe
and get you a gat in a smooth -ss place
and you will never trip when you’re tryin to have fun
but n-gg- you should {-1}
chorus
{-1}
slap the hand -boom boom-
put a cap smooth in that -ss
i want you to just slap the hand -boom-
{-1}
[ant banks]
late night trippin on a sat-rday night
hangin at the uptown, hoes is tight
thinkin to myself, “yeah i’m finsta make a come-up”
i’m doin the first tramp b-tch that wanna run up
seen a little tight one, the b-tch said, “hey!”
rushed that -ss to the store and got the tanqueray
pulled over to the side, now i’m cold on the mission
threw the b-tch in the back and put that -ss in position
baby broke me off, ooh somethin kinda proper
b-tch was so tight, i didn’t wanna stop her
now a n-gg- trippin, sippin on gin
drunk as f-ck, and out comes her boyfriend!
time to call it quits, cause the fool might trip
but the n-gg- shoulda known that a b-tch ain’t sh-t
he reached for the do’, now i got him in focus
.380 on that -ss, now his life is like hopeless
all over one little stupid dookie b-tch
with a funky -ss c-ck and some juicy -ss lips
but i never trip when i’m tryin to have
yeah n-gg- now i {-1}
chorus
{-1}
slap the hand -boom boom-
put a cap smooth in that -ss
i want you to just slap the hand -boom-
{-1}
[ant banks]
yeahhhahhh, much props to the motherf-ckin dangerous crew n-gg-
youknowhati’msayin?
chorus (1/2, – {-1})

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