Buckshot - Throw it Up lyrics

We don't f** wit no devils Word up Word up yo Muthaf**ers gettin' hurt up yo Straight murder yo Bushot da beady eyed MC In da back of me is the black ruby Listen to dis Don't get caught up in da mist n***a Watch this n***a [Buckshot] What da f** yall n***as tryna say to me Step this way, B And get smacked blaintly Lately Mad n***as hate But I don't give a f** Tatoos on my stomach Plus on my nuts You get two in ya gut Straight through da backbone Sen ya back home While you be in da crack home Wit da fake gat phone Lookin' you all alone Let me give you a tip Keep a firm grip On da heat You on't want white sheets Decorating da streets sh** ain't sweet Muthaf**er suppose to eat So pa** da plate Cause I'm gonna dump some food on yall n***as At a fast rate f** tryna wait I heard them all talk da talk But they never walk da walk n***as hesitate now Yall n***as said I don't speak loud But how Buckshot voice move da crowd Split you like a white owl Plow right through yall In a day n***as don't know what to say I'm a pay lil' n***as So they throw it my way But by the end of the day b**hes buy weight Only give those hoes boosted clothes f** pretty b**hes I learned not to love those Buckshot da beady eyed I ain't aposed n***a what My j**els got yall n***as froze Chorus Throw it up n***a throw it up Buck da beady eyed Put two in ya gut n***a throw it up Representing B-C-C Da beady eyed MC n***a what What, what, what, what K-A-S What, what, what I-N-O What, what, what K-A-S [Kasino] You can't knock my hustle We can ball If it's contact sport I touch yall Think small when the contracts bought I crush yall Had to crawl before I walk Now I'm learning to bust now When da price of coke sky rise Your team shut down While da real players play Yall n***as just play around I figure know Which one of these cowards A spray aroud Do you really bust your gun Or like da way it sound You decide know Sweater I lay it down When da beef comes We squeeze metal Yall n***as play da ground I feel like I'm in da circus f**in' wit clowns Never take me serious Till I start strippin' them down Got his pants by his ankles Bet he's listening know No one ever f**s me Less I'm lifting a gown I need these funds Trust me yall gonna need these guns Life's a b**h And I'm a f** somethin' See if she cums Kasino K-A-S-I-N-O Quietly You gonna say my name Try it right [Buckshot] Throw da bomb at yall Me I throw it back I'm off da meatrack When I'm writing exact And I smack all you silly n***as For really n***as On my last nerve Should of stop when I gave doop My word I heard n***as don't pay me no mind I'm a shackle that your whole line Crush your body frame Get blasted out Perfect python to blow your chest out n***a no doubt Kinda brolic is in me I'm just da walking manifestation Of what you wanna be Don't front on me Start da onslught Muthaf**er what you thought My n***as do it for sport Blow up ya court f** a fort We fornafide Stay high wit da purify Blurry eyed Beady eyed Going through wit da mist of da wind n***as can't f** wit dis Whenever I begin Blow yall n***as up Be at da show Fo-four yall n***as up Chorus