Who Shot Ya
Rock'a'by Muthaf**a
I Hope You High Muthaf**a
Ready To Die Muthaf**a
All My Bk n***as, k** At Will
Who Shot Ya?
Seperate The Weak From State Procta
(Turn My Mic Up, Yea Turn My Mic Up
Turn The Beat Up)
Who Shot Ya?
n***a, Feel The Lead From My Choppa
We Can Grab Our Piece And Get This Ceased
And Get It On n***a.
Take This sh** To The Streets
But You'd Rather Rat And Squeek To Police
Until You Get Hit With Tha 4 Pound Heat
Blood Start To Leak, Heartbeat Get Weak
Send'em To The Priest, Forever You'll Sleep
6 Feet Deep
You Drownin In sh**'s Creek
The Sandman Visit n***as In They Sleep
Picture Me In Prison Gettin Business By The Week
Even If They Cuff'em My Boys Got Instructions:
Strictly Destruction
Everybody Sufferin, Ya Kids; bu*t f**'em
Starve'em With construction
Show Mercy On Nothin
Beat'em Till They Skin Bussin'
Slaughter, Torture
Pour Acid On Your Daughter
Your b**h Pregnant; Rape Her!
Make Her Break Her Water
Now U Can Go And Tell Jake That n***a
Lame n***az, The Same n***a
Inquires; Front Page n***a
Like Bin Ladin With His K In A Cave n***a
Hit-Men For Higher, Guns, Gettin Paid n***a
I Got A Hundred For Your Head In A Bag
Another Hundred If It's Broad Day On The Ave
Who Shot Ya?... The Evil Genious
Mutha f**az!
n***a, All You Seen Was The Light From The Heat
Mask On Tight, Get Away Was So Sweet
A Bunch'a Black Smoke, Dual Exhaust On The Jeep
Back Tires Skreetch While They Mark Up The Streets
I'm a Slide For The Truck Up The Street
Yellowtape Off The Block When I Quake Off The Glock
Extended Clips, Silencers On The Hammers
Gats Won't Slip; Rubber Grips On The Handles
Thou Shall Not f** With Bean Sig Scrappy
Prepare For That Trip In That Caddy
I'm k**in You Like Full Blow Here
Rape Ya Kids
Like In The First Verse But The sh** Get Worse
No Need For The Herse When The 4 Pound Burst
Blow Up Ya Face Then Show Up At The Wake
Piss On The Casket
Or Dump Out Your Ashes,
Shoot Up The Choir,
Light The Church On Fire...
Who Shot Ya...?
Go'head n***a, Rat To The Coppas
If I Gave A f** I Would'a Clapped Up Ya Docta
Chased Down And Shot Up The Driver
Who Pushed The Ambalance
Wouldn't Be No Second Chances
Ivs, Gause, A Ace Bandage
Crutches, Canes, Wheelchairs; Impaired Transit
n***a You Betta Off With Cancer Or Aids
Try To Run Up Hill With No Legs
Who Shot You co*k s**az
Public Enemy Numba f**in One