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poison clan - busts a pipe lyrics

(intro: jt money)
too many suckas…
too many suckas…

(verse 1: jt money)
uh, see i be cooling in the dew of the county
don’t like sucka boys around me
hate when scrubs try me
and rufftown be representing for the crazy
matter of fact trick, my tactics will make patrick get swayze (whoo!)
can’t fade me, no matter who you be or who you run with
talking all that yang but you suckas ain’t running sh+t
i’ve been to h+ll and back more than one time
so i can k!ll that gangsta rap you suckas talk with one line (one line)
everything i ever said on a record was the truth
i’ve been a knucklehead since my youth
my raps used to prove, sucka boy, you can check mine
but don’t find out the hard way not to disrespect mine
i’m in this rap game now with making bigger bucks
slow my roll out but i still tear you suckas up
so don’t try to run up and test my st++z
i make you wish you never mess with me
now may you rest in peace
sucka boy, ain’t no dumb suckas round here (nah, it ain’t!)
rufftown straight zoo k!llas down here
so tell me how you gonna try this?
why this k!lla make you pump your brakes just like midas
whoa, slow me down fool, i’m starting to speed up (here i am!)
i’m finna heat up, big dawg twist that seed up
and put it up in the air, so we can burn it
every stripe i got, you know i earned it
plus i learn that

(hook: poison clan; +jt money+)
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope y’all fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope y’all fools don’t fold under pressure+

(verse 2: uzi)
i’m a rufftown soldier!
rolling with my rufftown clique
watch me get up on the mic and rip it up real quick
it’s the u to the zi, i’m straight do or die
representing the zoo, the m+i+a+m+i
where gun clapping be happening every day
so you best to get ya gat just to keep the thugs away (yeah!)
cause if ya sl!ck, we will rip what ya got
and if you a sucka, boy, ya better to blow da spot (blow da spot!!)
you might get shot with that junk you be talking
some don’t know that they’re a dead man walking
i’m stalking, stomping on everything
knocking out anyone who wants to step in my ring (ding, ding!)
next sucka please come so i can fold ya
no more stretching cause my man done told ya
too many sucka boys and not enough time
i done k!ll nothing, this is the last rhyme (yeah!)

(hook: poison clan; +uzi+)
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope you fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+sucka boy you better not fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope you fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+silly suckas i hope you don’t fold under pressure+

(verse 3: big ram)
to h+ll with stressing
sucka boys get rowdy and you’ll be audi
five, who need heat to d+ck ride?
i represent like the glock 4+5 when it’s c+cked
big ram, whipping up it
from the locks to the boondocks, jit (yeah!)
so clown don’t start it, and you won’t get ripped through
like a hurricane target
plus i’m poisonous with the clan
box with ?? enemies so ya best to be a fan
or feel the rufftown weather
it can be a cool day of rain through your bulletproof sweater
talking bout dissing this
causing much pain, but not like damon wayans
when i get p+ssed
it’s the end of the road
the only way you suckas leave if your bodies turns cold, cold

(hook: poison clan; +big ram+)
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope y’all fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope y’all fools don’t fold under pressure+

(verse 4: maddball)
all aboard!!
don’t wanna be toting no load
i’m at the end of the road
even on the b side, i would ride and take any single platinum
rufftown mob, poison clan we here to flat em
like full flat, the hair on his back
we don’t see that
left nude in the news
tell my ma duke we’ve been rude, because no things are wanted
two toes +unintelligible+
can’t find a cure going door to door
where dem fools at? here comes the mad dog
you’re a rat from the sewer
manure is the smell when the mob blow the spot
on top of the block , that’s where the boys go whenever
+ unintelligible+
peep game, ahead of my time
don’t you try to sound like my homie the next time
or my next line, so peep the flavor kid
and watch how we come by on zooism
got you running through your hood asking who is them
too late to prevent, yall fools got me bent
madball, i represent!

(hook: poison clan; +maddball+)
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope ya’ll fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope y’all fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope you fools don’t fold under pressure+
too many suckas and not enough pressure
+i hope ya’ll fools don’t fold under pressure+

(outro: jt money)
i hope yall fools dont fold under pressure!!!

- poison clan lyrics

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