paroles de chanson 2 Kill a G (feat. Spice 1) - Ant Banks

(Feat. Spice 1, Too $hort)

(Spice 1)
Blowe! Jah man, Spice 1 with the biggity biggity Banksta in
The house, jah man we making it funky enough man
And me come like this!

Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
Jah man! Come again now
Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 Posse busting a cap cause me the one, blowe blowe!

Jah man, pick up this gat and make you spray yourself, AK yourself
And that's for any motherfucker that wants to play yourself
187 up on that ass with the murder shit
I shank this pistol up your ass and hollar "Dookie stick"
You ain't? the clip into that ass, G
Split personality so I mask me
And turn into the murderer
Me say me kicking the rasta shit, nigga I'm serving ya
Blowe blowe! And if you ever disrespect me I'm a bank ya
Slip this clip up in this glock and watch is stang ya
Cause niggas try to blast that ass
And with a big AK I can't run too fast, yeah
You see a nigga like a maniac, bitch with a gat
And comes crack, hey G hand me that
The murder felon with the big black trigger
And I still make change out of five dollar ass, nigga
You can try but it ain't that easy
To kill a motherfucking G

Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
Jah man! Come again now
Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 Posse busting a cap cause me the one, blowe blowe!

(Too $hort)
Now bitches love an old school nigga like me
Cause I got the pimp G-A-M-E
Some niggas get jealous but they way too soft
I had the whole house rock like the Haywood fall
You know you gotta come real, you gotta come with it
Get caught slipping and your ass gonna get it
Life ain't nothing but a stage show bitch
Play your part and get paid for the shit
You can smoke that nigga, and be on top
But living in Oakland you might get shot
Always over that money and them bitches
Cross the game and watch the shit get vicious
And don't think it's gonna be easy, man
Listen to the Short Dog and peep the game
Cause the niggas out there who shot Davey D
They know it's hard to kill a real fucking G

(Spice 1)
Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
Jah man!

(Ant Banks)
Yeah, now I'm that mack with the shiny black gat
.380 just waiting to snatch your cap back
And if you try to jack, that ass won't last
Real G's stay strapped and boy I'm bout to blast, yeah
We busting a cap cause we the one
We filling your ass up and leaving holes in your lungs
For thinking your ass could ever kill a motherfucking G
You're smoking on that crack, so punk nigga please
Back up and get a clue, and find out who you're stepping to
You're flirting with danger, and we be the fucking crew
Kicking much ass like we always do
>From day one it's been done, fool I thought you knew, motherfucker

(Spice 1)
Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
Jah man! Come again now

Came me selling cocaine, me shoot undercover cop a
Me kicking the the funky gangsta, kicking the funky rasta
Me say me hop the fence with bloody glock to make it away
Me got to use me glock cause five-oh banned the AK
Me say the 187, 187, me load in the clip a
The 187, the 187, me shooting up shit a

Jah man, come again now, blowe blowe!

Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 spot busting a cap cause me the one
Jah man! Come again now
Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 Posse busting a cap cause me the one
Jah man, biddy bye bye!

Me busting a cap cause me the one
The 187 uzi, pack an uzi weigh a ton
Jah man! Play ya self

Jah man, Ant Banks in the motherfucking house man, blowe blowe!
Busting a cap in your ass man with the gangsta shit
Spice 1, jah man! Come down with the funky shit, man
Mhisani in the motherfucking house, sell me a sack mon
So we can get fucked up mon smoking a blunt, blowe!
Short Dog in the motherfucking house, blowe!
Motherfucking Dangerous Crew, blowe blowe!
Check it out, 187 thousand