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mr. iroc - finally on tha map lyrics

[intro]
d+mn, i thought these n+ggas was gonna pick me up and sh+t
where these n+ggas at?

[verse 1: swin tha hardcore]
now, i done have a life time of anger to danger
i was no f+ckin’ stranger, my pops used to go straight the range
you best believe n+gga the ass whoppin’ was recieved, n+gga
welts on my back from the belt contact
sixteen years old, kicked out on my own
pops want me out his motherf+ckin’ home
and i ain’t fearin’ nothin’, but god
so i mob with the motherf+ckin’ homes, time to squab with them phonies actin’ hard
but they hit me up wit’ sets and sh+t, “n+gga, you’s a clown.”
who cares where you from if it’s the south side of town
we got broadway, gangstas, southern bloods, and g’s
d+nkin park crip gang and all the mexicans here bang
quick to hit you up on ten speeds and dump with the homie
on the handle bar, gettin’ off a pump, so f+ck what you thought
6+0+2 ain’t nothin’ to fear
motherf+ckers save that sh+t when you get here, we finally on the map

[chorus]
runnin’ up on n+ggas wit’ gats
we peel caps and pull straps, we ain’t just rappin’
it could happen, quick to react
when it it’s on, we fly heads and break bones
if n+ggas bring the funk, we bring it back
runnin’ up on n+ggas wit’ gats
we peel caps and pull straps, we ain’t just rappin’
it could happen, quick to react
when it it’s on, we fly heads and break bones
if n+ggas bring the funk, we bring it back
[verse 2: mr. iroc]
the double+s to the chest, dance for the south side
where if you ain’t strong, don’t come outside
from the broadway to the bay
where these n+ggas stay strapped up in they hoods, it’s all good
breakin’ fools jaws is my logo
i throw bones, comin’ straight from the 8+5+0+4+0
um, that’s my zip code, i tip toed on you fools to solo winced his back to throw them fist in
bust those lips and roll those spliffs
and get high as a kite ’cause i rocks on the mic
and i’ll be rappin’ for the rest of the night
what that 6+0+2 like? man, it ain’t nothin’ like the hype
’cause i walk out the door and i look down the way
and on the corner, see ya n+ggas rollin’ d’s, slangin’ yay
i gives a f+ck what out+of+towners gotta say
you best to read yo’ mouth ’cause if you turn the wrong way, you might not make it back
adapt to the style i kick, i’m rippin’ sh+t
mr. funkadelic with the bomb, let you tell it
so, let’s get one thang clear
if you trippin’ on my city, n+gga trip when you get here
we finally on the map

[chorus]
runnin’ up on n+ggas wit’ gats
we peel caps and pull straps, we ain’t just rappin’
it could happen, quick to react
when it it’s on, we fly heads and break bones
if n+ggas bring the funk, we bring it back
runnin’ up on n+ggas wit’ gats
we peel caps and pull straps, we ain’t just rappin’
it could happen, quick to react
when it it’s on, we fly heads and break bones
if n+ggas bring the funk, we bring it back
[verse 3: big dame]
the mob terror, you best believe i’m comin’ yo’ way
i’m throwin’ blows, [?] from the city, p+a, so check
it’s some straight up n+ggas to get robbed from the set
i’m just forgettin’ to lay down the law
so, watts up? yes, i get smooth when i strut
caps get peeled from my hood, to just don’t give a f+ck
now, that’s a hit so get a grip
and i’m slayin’ yall ’cause i’m flowin’ off that gangsta clique
1+8+7, down the hood that took me under
mac+11 and all that like the bounty hunter, uh
n+gga, you best to move real swift ’cause i’m cappin’
i’m bringin’ it like a soldier on the murder l!ck
ain’t no stoppin’ me, ain’t no droppin’ me, g
south side terror from the n+i+n+e
pounce on the fool when they comin’, never runnin’
so many ways to die from the top gun

- mr iroc lyrics

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