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lirik lagu packin’ a gun – ant banks


sample: “never leave the pad without packin a gun” -> eazy-e {*1}
let me drop it on the one, heheh
yeah.
real smooth youknowhati’msayin?
chorus: unknown singers
if you think this sh*t is funky
don’t be a punk, n*gg*, just get in the groove {*1}
and if you think this sh*t is funky
don’t be a punk, n*gg*, let it get into you
[ant banks]
yeah, check it
well let me hit it like this, fool ant banks is back
still comin way tight, straight gangsta mack
you see the b*tches know i’m loaded, smooth as a poet
droppin sh*t like a pigeon just to let you suckers know it’s
the grip that i clock that makes the hoes jock
and n*gg*z get to trippin, and talkin h*lla sh*t and
don’t you know your bluffin ain’t enough you see
that all you mark motherf*ckers can’t f*ck with me
so bring it on cause i got somethin for ya
mac-10 strong, smoke that *ss like doja
break that *ss off, until i leave yo’ *ss broke
i’m icin like tyson boy i ain’t no joke
a lot of n*gg*z now think they made of steel
too tough to get took, and that’s for real
but let me tell you like n*gg*, that’s your life
cause n*gg*z i know get took every night
tryin to show out and look good for the hoes
but everybody knows how the story goes…
the b*tches ain’t sh*t cause they all into gafflin
break a hoe jaw, and i might start laughin
*chuckles*
that’s how it is so you better play it safe
and get you a gat in a smooth *ss place
and you will never trip when you’re tryin to have fun
but n*gg* you should {*1}
chorus
{*1}
slap the hand *boom boom*
put a cap smooth in that *ss
i want you to just slap the hand *boom*
{*1}
[ant banks]
late night trippin on a sat*rday night
hangin at the uptown, hoes is tight
thinkin to myself, “yeah i’m finsta make a come-up”
i’m doin the first tramp b*tch that wanna run up
seen a little tight one, the b*tch said, “hey!”
rushed that *ss to the store and got the tanqueray
pulled over to the side, now i’m cold on the mission
threw the b*tch in the back and put that *ss in position
baby broke me off, ooh somethin kinda proper
b*tch was so tight, i didn’t wanna stop her
now a n*gg* trippin, sippin on gin
drunk as f*ck, and out comes her boyfriend!
time to call it quits, cause the fool might trip
but the n*gg* shoulda known that a b*tch ain’t sh*t
he reached for the do’, now i got him in focus
.380 on that *ss, now his life is like hopeless
all over one little stupid dookie b*tch
with a funky *ss c*ck and some juicy *ss lips
but i never trip when i’m tryin to have
yeah n*gg* now i {*1}
chorus
{*1}
slap the hand *boom boom*
put a cap smooth in that *ss
i want you to just slap the hand *boom*
{*1}
[ant banks]
yeahhhahhh, much props to the motherf*ckin dangerous crew n*gg*
youknowhati’msayin?
chorus (1/2, – {*1})


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