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(I cramp your style

With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx]



[ VERSE 1 ]

Ugh, niggas on the d-l casin me out

Truckin my jewels, feelin for the tools

When they come they gots to come correct

Because they know I catch wreck

A well-known wild street vet

Step into the kill zone, baby, it`s on

I pack the twin nine-mills that`ll lift your dome

Chrome pump with double-eyed slots and such

A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch

Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle

Street legal, move against my peole

And the Ice gets evil

Hit you with the .44 Smith & Wes-

Son, you`re best to run cause my Tec eats pests

I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser

Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor

You wanna live or die, it`s your decision

Talk shit, you`re dissin, i got you in my night vision

Brain fragments on the street released

Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased

I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16

A 12-gauge street sweeper with the circular clip

Quick to let projectiles fly, you die

And watch your fat moms cry - bull`s eye



(I cramp your style

With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx]



What you think all the guns is for?



[ VERSE 2 ]

What`s up, niggas don`t seem to hear

Still lookin crazy, let me make this clear

Fool, the Ice ain`t havin it

And when I let loose lead, believe I`m accurate

Fat scope on a 30???6

Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip

Pump on my lap at all times

I fill my gauge shells with nickels and dimes

Thompson Center spittin .45 slugs

Black Mac-11, Python .357

Snub-nose .38 or .380

Seventy Automatic, full metal jackets

Hollow points comin atcha fast

You feel the slug before you hear the blast



(I cramp your style

With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx]



Muthafuckas frontin hard

Lookin at niggas crazy and shit

Make a nigga break

Nigga don`t want me to pull out



[ VERSE 3 ]

I don`t like shootin but I do shoot straight

Niggas I be rollin with will shoot up a wake

Why you wanna step in the sights of a nigga

Known hair trigger, the coroner delivers

More cold bodies to the morgue each weekend

One minute you bleed, the next minute you`re leakin

Best to listen close cause this ain`t no boast

And never forget that I leave you wet

Bloody, sticky, holes in your Dickey`s

Oh what a pity, lookin all shitty

My Winchester will get the best of ya

Hand grenades will fade all the rest of ya

I reach out and touch you with the parabellum

You got a crew, you better tell em

(I cramp your style

With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx]



[ VERSE 1 ]

Ugh, niggas on the d-l casin me out

Truckin my jewels, feelin for the tools

When they come they gots to come correct

Because they know I catch wreck

A well-known wild street vet

Step into the kill zone, baby, it`s on

I pack the twin nine-mills that`ll lift your dome

Chrome pump with double-eyed slots and such

A fully-auto Mac-dime that is sure to touch

Ya, bust you with the Desert Eagle

Street legal, move against my peole

And the Ice gets evil

Hit you with the .44 Smith & Wes-

Son, you`re best to run cause my Tec eats pests

I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser

Step in real close, I hit your throat with the razor

You wanna live or die, it`s your decision

Talk shit, you`re dissin, i got you in my night vision

Brain fragments on the street released

Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased

I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16

A 12-gauge street sweeper with the circular clip

Quick to let projectiles fly, you die

And watch your fat moms cry - bull`s eye



(I cramp your style

With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx]



What you think all the guns is for?



[ VERSE 2 ]

What`s up, niggas don`t seem to hear

Still lookin crazy, let me make this clear

Fool, the Ice ain`t havin it

And when I let loose lead, believe I`m accurate

Fat scope on a 30???6

Sawed-off double barrel and a pistol grip

Pump on my lap at all times

I fill my gauge shells with nickels and dimes

Thompson Center spittin .45 slugs

Black Mac-11, Python .357

Snub-nose .38 or .380

Seventy Automatic, full metal jackets

Hollow points comin atcha fast

You feel the slug before you hear the blast



(I cramp your style

With a bullet and a smile) [Onyx]



Muthafuckas frontin hard

Lookin at niggas crazy and shit

Make a nigga break

Nigga don`t want me to pull out



[ VERSE 3 ]

I don`t like shootin but I do shoot straight

Niggas I be rollin with will shoot up a wake

Why you wanna step in the sights of a nigga

Known hair trigger, the coroner delivers

More cold bodies to the morgue each weekend

One minute you bleed, the next minute you`re leakin

Best to listen close cause this ain`t no boast

And never forget that I leave you wet

Bloody, sticky, holes in your Dickey`s

Oh what a pity, lookin all shitty

My Winchester will get the best of ya

Hand grenades will fade all the rest of ya

I reach out and touch you with the parabellum

You got a crew, you better tell em

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