Lyrics That'll Work (Wanna Get Some 2) - T-Rock
[Verse
1]
Your
house
of
representatives,
I
lay
down
when
clashing
Pulverizing
player
haters,
this
is
my
passion
Chopping
competition
like
a
lawn-mower
when
thrashing
My
weapons
laying
niggaz
flat
like
OD's
of
aspirin
Murder
bitches
in
the
bed,
strapped
up
with
magnum
Semen
is
the
weapon
and
I
cock,
aim,
and
blast
them
After
pussy
pleasure,
like
a
zip-lock,
I
trash
them
Dispose
of
my
affection
when
another
nigga
stab
them
Down
for
the
cause,
seeing
"Triple
Bitches"
fall
Headbussaz
getting
mauled,
who
the
fuck
you
gonna
call
No
apologies,
can't
demolish
me,
this
atrocity
Predicted
by
Nostradamous,
and
classical
astrology
Devils
go
to
hell,
murdered
dead
in
ATL
I'm
the
prick
you
built
your
church
on,
no
way
you
will
prevail
The
beam
from
the
tone,
guillotine,
niggaz'
domes
Should've
calculated
game,
no
running
when
it's
on
[Chorus]
You
boys
wanna
get
it
on,
that'll
work
It
ain't
no
love
being
shown,
that'll
work
Cause
we'll
jack
you
for
your
stones
that
you
worth
And
when
we
get
to
cracking
domes,
that'll
work
Lemme
hit
that
weed,
that'll
work
Nigga
hit
that
drank,
that'll
work
Nigga
move
them
seeds,
that'll
work
Take
them
out
that
dank,
that'll
work
Come
ride
with
me,
that'll
work
High-side
with
me,
that'll
work
Get
high
with
me,
that'll
work
Smoke
tai
with
me,
that'll
work
[Verse
2]
Another
bitch
I
murder,
blow
away,
Lord
Sniff-a-Mous
That
moving
script-Montana
bitch
was
never
dangerous
Niggaz
get
fedi,
and
I'm
ready,
with
machetes
Pull
a
drive-by,
and
ball
off,
like
Mario
Andretti
(Brr-uck-em)
You
diss
on
radio,
I
come
with
street
polluted
tactics
An
automatic,
hot
as
acid,
when
I
pull
and
blast
it
Your
static
left
you
dead,
where
you
stand,
fuck
a
casket
A
casualty
nigga
relaxing
on
his
air-mattress
You
hataz
slower,
know
a
Tech
war
is
my
profession
Do
quiet
niggaz
do
more
damage,
when
they
bring
aggression
I
stayed
in
silency
and
thuggery,
and
learned
a
lesson
My
smiff-n-wessen
run
the
show,
in
streets
of
Armageddon
Another
crazy
bitch
is
braver,
dingy
shit
is
smelling
And
Over-6
bitches,
I
split
it
over
50
melons
After
the
heat,
my
enemies
repeat
to
be
deceased
How
could
you
bitches
be
elite,
your
strip
in
rip
in
pieces
[Chorus]
[Verse
3]
A
little
static
ain't
a
problem
Animalistic
like
a
savage,
when
I
rob
them
Wretches
get
blown
out
they
shoes,
and
we
grown
men
Millimeter
chrome
is
the
tool
in
the
lion's
den
I
slayed
in
pieces,
check
this
man,
I'm
glad
as
fuck
I'm
gone,
whack
rappers
on
Posse
songs
Fucking
up
my
shine,
trying
to
let
the
truth
be
known
Everybody
left
the
6,
and
now
they
sick
The
click
that
I'm
with
is
the
shit,
and
we
gone
murder
you
(ha
ha)
I
done
showed
hella
love,
I
done
earned
a
million
dubs
I
done
blasted
at
your
enemies
and
left
them
in
the
mud
But
you
tried
to
cut
my
throat,
pulling
out
stuff
to
keep
from
broke
Bitches
tried
to
keep
my
royalties,
to
build
and
share
coke
You
the
nigga
in
the
thong,
that
you
mentioned
in
the
song
Talking
in
3rd
person
about
yourself,
you
got
it
wrong
Ain't
no
refuge,
niggaz
cracking
up
like
test-tubes
For
the
next
move,
Juicy
J'll
get
his
flesh
blew
[Chorus]
[T-Rock]
Huh,
you
motherfuckers
must've
not
knew
who
you
was
messing
with
or
something?
I
guess
they
though
T-Rock
was
gonna
fall
like
a
bitch
But
guess
what
nigga
you
ain't
never
fucked
with
a
nigga
like
me
And
when
you
fuck
with
me,
I'm
at
you
[T-Rock
imitating
DJ
Paul]
T-Rock
man,
what
the
fuck
man,
uh.
Damn
man,
my
little
bitty
arm
and
shit
[T-Rock]
Yea
I
know
why
that
motherfucker
so
small
Cause
you've
been
sticking
that
motherfucker
up
Juicy
J
ass
You
bunch
of
gay
motherfuckers
Fuck
Three
Six
nigga,
you
can't
fuck
with
A-Town
Thoroughbred,
College
Park,
Area
51
Terrorists
nigga
This
is
TBK
on
mine,
Triple
Bitch
Killa
So
fuck
a
small
arm
ass
nigga
like
you
And
fuck
that
gay
ass
nigga
Juicy
J
You
the
bitchiest
nigga
out
the
motherfuckers
You
weak
ass
bastards
Fuck
you
nigga,
go
suck
somebody
else's
dick
Cause
I
ain't
with
that
shit
1 Intro
2 Duck Ya Grill
3 On Site
4 The Myth of Reality
5 Bloodline
6 That'll Work (Wanna Get Some 2)
7 Take It
8 Whatcha Sayin'
9 My Niggas
10 Touch 'Em
11 Load It Up
12 Yeen Hard
13 Keep It Trill
14 Outro (Why We Did This)
15 Blazed Up, Blowed Out
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