menace clan - da bullet lyrics
you can run
you can hide
you can wear a bulletproof vest
but i’ll catch ya
there is no escape
i’m the bullet, n-gg-
you’ll never get away from me
i’m the bullet, n-gg-
[verse: 1]
i sit all day in the clip
with 15 others, hollow point tip
waitin for a n-gg- to set-trip
i might be on your hip
or under the car seat
it’s cold outside so n-gg-z always carry heat, that’s me
the motherf-cking b-u-l-l-e-t, n-gg-, everybody depends on me
you c-ck the glock, squeeze the trigger
i get hit by the pin and then exit through the barrel
trough your skin, through your heart, break off your spine
when i come out the 9, .380, uzi or the tec
make your brand new t-shirt wet
groovin through your set
f-ckin up your party, don’t know, ask somebody
you’ll probably die, out the window i fly drive-by
i make your mama cry, don’t doubt me
see you n-gg-z can’t survive without me
f-ck the ballistics, you know nothing about me
ain’t no name on me
watch your aim, homie
you can make me, but can’t break me
i’ma make you break yo’self, n-gg-, break yo’self
gimme the cash, the jewels, the keys to your car
you can run, you won’t get far, i’ll catch you
i’m the bullet, remember?
n-gg-z call me heat, i’m cold as december
when i enter the chamber
i’m known for f-ckin up the la gang banger
the 9 is a b-tch, she talks sh-t, starts battlin
now i’m in your body travellin
your whole world’s unravellin
never thought them n-gg-z would come back like this
menace n-gg-z be movin when i be groovin
you can find me where the murder at
trace me back to the gat
but you gon still get jacked
and i
sit all day in the clip, waitin for a n-gg- to set-trip
16 motherf-cking hollow point tips
biaaatch
ain’t no wars without me, n-gg-, don’t never doubt me
i’m the motherf-cking sure fire, murderer for hire
n-gg-, you can catch me in any p-wn-shop
motherf-ckers know i go pop
you’se a fool
and i’m the motherf-cking tool
ha ha ha, n-gg-
[verse: 2]
n-gg-z like to roll with me
i’m a toy when i’m empty
government-issued, miss you, nah don’t toss me
in a f-cking back yard, i’ma make a n-gg- hard
plus when we on a coupe i gets to roll with his broad
got to keep me c-cked, i’m a-f-ckin when i’m buckin
go in with me and i bet ya comin out with something
a case of the cash, plus a hole in yo -ss
when you hear me speakin hear a motherf-ckin blast
penetentiary steel, smoke, grain or chrome
f-ck 911, i was hip before the phone
everybody’s heard of me, i cause emergencies
keep your hands off of me, and everything’ll be cool
i make a civil man a fool, they got me in the schools
cos there ain’t no motherf-cking rules
the extension of a menace, the start and the finish
populations diminish, all because of me
22, 45, glock 23, i’m a son of a gun
my grandpa’s a rifle, trifling trick
stare down my 8-inch d-ck
you don’t want a motherf-cker pullin my leg
headshots are comin, a hinder me
and motherf-ckers runnin for they life, i was there
when a cracker shot his wife and his two kids
then himself in the head, laid me on the bed
i ain’t dead, i’m a killer
the realest of the realest, i’m the one who did it
my nuts ain’t got no name, so who you gon’ blame?
1 shot to the dome
the guns
the bullet, the gun..
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