Kingpin Skinny Pimp - 2000 Rapdope Game lyrics

You're voted 48 hours to respond Your time is up You'll have to close your business today You know where I stand Juicy J and DJ Paul [Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Time for me to run and grab my guns and blast a**a**in Without no doubt I'm comin with ? Hit ya like Hurrican George in the Carribean I'm all about my f**in gra** when I'm makin decisions Anybody throwin sneaky faces I'ma smile at Anybody throwin fake smiles I'ma growl at Comin like the ready leaders when I frown at ya mug Automatic raid is bug treatment for you bugs Thinkin about my meal like the CBS Marketwatch New York Times and Houston Chronicles Watch how quick we hit the top Commercial appeal and L.A. Times I'm throwin Triple Six down Watchin for them Bone Thugs when I'm drillin they hometown I was kickin in Cleveland In the last winter season Even when I was in Maryland I left that b**h breedin Crips,Bloods,Folks,Lords I'm claimin give me some If you split somebody doing business then we makin some [Chorus] (2x) 48 hours overtime or so for the cowards Run up we run up The haters they hate us Know they can't fade us Runnin with the majors Gut-like razors I'm f**in with the real uncut 2000 toke game n***as like what This is for the dope boys and the dope girls All around the world Turn it on up What [Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca] The time is start tickin and in fear they drop they bud Don't need to duck, dodge, and run Cuz I'm on ya like a sud, b**h f** that stealin from me man is gon be fatal When I point these pistols I buck ya like a third grader Play no games with ya boy Pay up or get destroyed Run up on ya boys k** your daughter, son, and they toys Abort the mission Hell nah, I ain't bullsh**tin Koop gon let the nine get ya Rip you, kick you punk, and flip you Then get the handle co*ked pull it back but first I'll ? the dead stab yo mom in the p**y blow gushy gushy gushy [Chorus] [Kingpin Skinny Pimp] I'm livin that wildlife sayin that f**in eye for an eye Every second counts If you blink you can die (too late) Would you k** for your freedom in society Or would you let a co*ks**er put you beneath that concrete Science of the unsolved mysteries I'm tellin ya This sh** is finna (gonna) get drastic We watchin for a**a**ins Hara**in and blastin Closed casket, what We trashin Then we mashin In the '72 Impala Chevy Tearin up the block like it's a Lexus Fatigues on my face I bet you ain't know who I be Aka the bodysnatcher Blood stainin my enemies Don't be the first to get taken to get baptised In the bloody bound Bombsquad an*lyze Recognize we be packin out the house n***a M.A.F. cracked at top So bring it n***a You want war? You got war What you waitin for? Hit me up n***a, show me what you dying for [Chorus] (2x) You're voted 48 hours to respond Your time is up We'll have to close your business today You know where I stand