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bill ray - put the gun to ya! lyrics

[intro/chorus: jay-z sample from “threat”]
i’ll put the gun to ya, put the, put the gun to ya
i’ll let it sing you a song, i’ll let it sing you a song
i’ll put the gun to ya, put the, put the gun to ya
i’ll let it sing you a song, i’ll let it sing you a song
i’ll let it hum to ya {-blam- -blam-}
i’ll let it hum to ya {-blam- -blam-}
i’ll let it hum to ya {-blam- -blam-}
i’ll let it sing you a song, i’ll let it sing you a song

[bill ray – verse 1ne]
yea, blat! but i ain’t bloodin or crippin
that’s for the next muh’f-cker in this b-tch trippin
broads get to duckin, n-ggas get to dippin
catch it in his neck and his back and his hip and
sh-t, i ain’t got time to run my lip and
n-gga, i’ll throw the clip in, soon as a motherf-cker think i’m slippin
sh-t, i’ll put a hole in a dude..
and his broad, and the n-gga that’s holdin the dude
sh-t, one shot’ll turn your brain into a smoothie
known to make the n-ggas scatter, like the superfly movie
i’m rich, b-tch~! but a dead man can’t sue me
so i spilt a n-gga wig and leave him floatin like a buoy quick!
or you gon’ be the next n-gga hit
when it’s on, they +break fast+ like my grandmama’s grits
i put cats in black suits, similar to eartha kitt
’cause i don’t open up my lip, i just open up my clip and..

[chorus]

[bill ray – verse 2wo]
yea, rappers is crazy, they be beefin like it’s somethin
then you see ’em in the source, huggin like it wasn’t nuttin
sh-t, talk about me up in the mag
i’ll run up on your jag, and turn a n-gga fro into a sh-g
on the radio like he mad, talkin ’bout this and that
catch him to put the barrel to a crab
dog, billy ray be the truth
play bishop, the juice, and i’ll give your caesar a sunroof (yeah!)
man, i pop a n-gga aloose, if his mouth is in use
that ego be chirpin just like a boost {-chirp-}
see i touch ’em like a m-sseuse, put ’em up in the noose
and leave his -ss hangin from the roof (on the roof, dawg!)
soon as a n-gga flip to us, we k!ll ’em like it ain’t sh-t to us
i’ll leave a n-gga like he missed the bus
so he’s best to hush! ‘fore your next man is under us!
all because…

[chorus]

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