lirik lagu bump that – havoc
(feat. 50 cent , big noyd)
[h] yeah
[50] yeah
[h] it’s real, it’s real
[50] yeah
[h] got ’em
[chorus: 50 cent]
bump that – n-gg-z try to stunt on my clique
then when i get on that sh-t, i bring it to ’em
where they pump at, 12-gauge mausberg
no sh-ll in the head ‘fore you put in work
you gotta pump that – you done hit a n-gg- with it
and you runnin, the police is comin, take my advice
n-gg-
dump that – this is serious, these rap n-gg-z
i’m just havin fun with it, 50 cent, havoc b-mp that
[50 cent]
my son asked, ‘daddy why you carry a gun, you ain’t a
cop’
i looked at him and said, ‘sometimes you gotta shoot or
get shot
wanna go to show-and-tell and show the cl-ss my glock?
show ’em the clip, show ’em the beam, show ’em how
daddy lean’
in the convertible jag, 22-inch mags
for a high school dropout, sh-t, that ain’t bad
i’m ain’t a blood or a crip, i’m doin my own thang
g-unit! sh-t, i done started my own gang
i don’t go that funny dance, i don’t throw gang signs
but i’m a gangsta to the core so i stay with a nine
you think all i do is rap, then you don’t know me good
have smurf hangin out the sunroof to light up yo’ hood
man, carlito ain’t never seen blanco comin
but if he did, you think he woulda started runnin?
and i move with them doublemint twins, and two macs
i’ll leave you flat your back – brrrat! take that
[chorus]
[noyd]
uh-huh, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
my life story is that gangsta thing, packin that thing
iced out diamond rings; f-ck linen
it’s timbs and jeans, puffin cigars, stuff it with
greens
what’s f-ckin with queens? nuttin and not a thing
we kings of rap, shanks and gats, knuckles and bats
get at me, you want beef, come correct
stunt on any n-gg- in my clique-ah, you get clapped
we sick, so quick, you be layin on your back
cause we don’t give a f-ck n-gg-, we love to dump
you don’t wanna get jumped, better turn yo’ music up
and b-mp that – cause we comin with them guns black
and cause of the hoodrats, know where your home’s at
f-ck that, this is for my n-gg-z in the hoods that
slingin them blue caps, smokin that chronic sack
get that paper, watch for all haters
snitches and them b-tches and them inside traders
n-gg- f-ck that
[chorus]
[havoc]
yeah, yeah
if you trippin with my n-gg-z 50 and noyd
if anybody ask me n-gg- them my homeboys
when it come to drama know we pack them big gats
(we got a ton of slugs) b-tch, and it’s like that
we them thirsty ones, no mask, we stick cats
i never handcuff a ho, i let you whip that
let my money bubble, live off the kick back
this midnight sh-t is serious, where your kids at?
these streets too dangerous to let them roam
i done seen the gulliest of ’em, cry for home
like a fish out of water, they gasp and shake
i’m a friend of the jooks and the dukes and the duct
tape
like a down south n-gg- i won’t stop ’til i’m
‘skraight’
walkin up the street, testin out my heat
uh-huh.. and as you stand in disbelief
when it comes to the slugs i ain’t cheap
n-gg- you know i..
[chorus]
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