Champ M.C. - Neighborhood Sniper lyrics

[Intro: E-A-Ski] Yeah, these motherf**ers want some funk I give it to motherf**in funk Get this motherf**ing Glock 17 with an infra red I'mma put some lead in these punk motherf**ers Yeah, I'mma do it at night, I'm gonna creep on these muthaf**ers Buck they a**, wa**up n***a? Take this! [Champ MC] Cruisin down the block in my hoopdie Cheah, b**hes talkin bout they wanna do me What time of the week will you stop ridin me? You hottie, you get got by the shottie f** the bullsh** and the law You get even? Call your crew, or better yet, get your homeboy I don't toy around when it comes to gettin down Six feet deep is where you bout to rest, underground But now it's time to go throw in the hoodie Put on the mask and go looking for the goodies Pull up to the corner if you think I'm gonna wait by Well f** it, I think I'll do a driveby Just to let a n***a know who the f** he dealin with I bust your a** quick cuz I'm on some ol ill sh** I'm swift to jack a b**h from the back cuz I get down like that Now muthaf**a, who's the mack? [Hook X3: Champ MC] Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper I'm the neighborhood [Champ MC] I step up now to put a brotha in his place I let the n***a know to stay the f** out of my face Because I have a confrontation I gotta keep I got a for five and I'mma blast you off your feet I'm rollin deep, so just sleep s**a You be the next dead n***a layin in the gutta It's too late to go run to your mami I feel bad now because you've been caught by the jammie f** it, the leg breaker, here I come, better find your hideout, b**h Because you don't want none, because I k**, you know the deal I pa** the steel, and I get thrills from all the punks that I k** You tried to play me, and I don't row that boat And if I catch your mans slippin, then his a** is out Cuz I slicing down and pumping holes in your chest And if you're f**ing with me g, then you're f**in with the best [Hook X4] [Champ MC] Ain't a damn thang changed, I'm ya neighborhood sniper The type of crook that catches bodies when I'm hyper I'm 'Hittin Switches' like that n***a Erick Sermon I knock you out real fast like George Foreman You better pick around me because I give the worst beating to the b**hes This is a warning, I'm storming anywhere that I'm not wanted I blow your brains out ang go get blunted Think I'm lookin for your wife and your family I don't laugh at all foo, you can't handle me Tooken you to the bush, I hope into your window I heard the wind just before I let the bullet flow I already blocked shots, relief from the Glock It's in your heart, I'm licking shots throughout the block sh**, you've been hit by the viper You best to beware of the neighborhood sniper, word [Outro: E-A-Ski talking over Hook] Yeah, it's E-A-Ski & CMT up in this muthaf**a We gon be buckin muthaf**as thats comin around with that bullsh** We snipin all you punk a** ba*tards You better break yo self in 1994, cuz it's on, punk a** marks