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[B-Real]
Who wants the wrath, it must be the hood
who's up to no good, and wishes a man would
come up and give him a reason to blast on..
I wouldn't put it past him!
He's got juice, how long will it last him?
He's gettin back, at, all the punks that harassed him
Ask him (HEY!) what's ya main hobby?
He'll say there ain't, nothin like the motherfuckin robbery
So don't crowd me, cause yo I run shit
You know, homey that old top gun shit
I got a slug comin straight out the barrel
for your ass, if you wanna ask a dumb question
Cause I'm quick on the draw, click-click, punks drop
Now your lifes ain't worth shit!

Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog (repeat 2X)

Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah
Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)

[Sen Dog]
Sen Dog, never again will I bend
No letters of death, no threats, will I send
So I'm puttin an end, to all your dumb shit
(dumb shit) dumb shit.. that, "Homes WHERE YOU FROM?" shit
Cause I run shit, my way, all day, I don't play
cause it won't pay
Niggaz wanna play with the pistol, you make me get pissed though
(YOU GET A FISTFUL!)
Make you eat knuckles, feel your knees buckle
Still feelin great when you're sleepin on the pavement?
Save it! The beatdown, who gave it?
Sen did, no one will explain it

Chorus

[B-Real]
I've had it up to HERE, with all the bullshit
Finger's on the trigger, and I'm about to pull it
Gank hardrock, up the block, you know I rule it
To the punks around the corner someone's gonna catch a bullet
To the crew, that wants, to get with my program
I'm out to get mine, and ain't takin shit from no man
in the neighborhood, cause there ain't no brotherhood
In other words, good, if you heard, that we're comin up
We're out to make a quick buck, that's what I'm thinkin
And I'm smokin any PUNK who even thinks of finkin

Chorus
[B-Real]   Who wants the wrath, it must be the hood   who's up to no good, and wishes a man would   come up and give him a reason to blast on..   I wouldn't put it past him!   He's got juice, how long will it last him?   He's gettin back, at, all the punks that harassed him   Ask him (HEY!) what's ya main hobby?   He'll say there ain't, nothin like the motherfuckin robbery   So don't crowd me, cause yo I run shit   You know, homey that old top gun shit   I got a slug comin straight out the barrel   for your ass, if you wanna ask a dumb question   Cause I'm quick on the draw, click-click, punks drop   Now your lifes ain't worth shit!      Chorus: B-Real, Sen Dog (repeat 2X)      Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah   Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)   Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up y'all, yeah   Shoot 'em up, just shoot 'em up (SHOOT 'EM UP!)      [Sen Dog]   Sen Dog, never again will I bend   No letters of death, no threats, will I send   So I'm puttin an end, to all your dumb shit   (dumb shit) dumb shit.. that, "Homes WHERE YOU FROM?" shit   Cause I run shit, my way, all day, I don't play   cause it won't pay   Niggaz wanna play with the pistol, you make me get pissed though   (YOU GET A FISTFUL!)   Make you eat knuckles, feel your knees buckle   Still feelin great when you're sleepin on the pavement?   Save it! The beatdown, who gave it?   Sen did, no one will explain it      Chorus      [B-Real]   I've had it up to HERE, with all the bullshit   Finger's on the trigger, and I'm about to pull it   Gank hardrock, up the block, you know I rule it   To the punks around the corner someone's gonna catch a bullet   To the crew, that wants, to get with my program   I'm out to get mine, and ain't takin shit from no man   in the neighborhood, cause there ain't no brotherhood   In other words, good, if you heard, that we're comin up   We're out to make a quick buck, that's what I'm thinkin   And I'm smokin any PUNK who even thinks of finkin      Chorus