Prime Suspects - Hit a Lick lyrics

[New 9] Chorus We done hit a lick, open up shop Clear the block, we bout to make this motherf**er hot x2 [Uzi] The catie was the toolie that we chose for duty Came up on some bricks, the Mob and PS in some gangsta sh** again The Bay and gumbo connectin, bloody murder Left him on the curb, heard he smoked plenty herb That's the brother of the n***a in the last song We gots to do em, talkin to n***as don't last long Get your brother spanked takin it back, settin shop Watch it rock, clear the way cause I'm ready to spray Uzi man represent raw until I die Parkway, raise up, where we hang all night On the flight, Two For One's got them blocks on bump Heads up, here the law comes (woooooo) [Billy Bavgate] Kaboom, I'm Bavgate the cleaner, I'm kickin in your door Everybody freeze, and lay down on the floor I heard you got some loochie through a hoe I'm fresh out the penn, I need some dough, I ain't playin no more Cause it's real b**h give up the j**els 'Fore they find your a** stankin in the Oakland hills [New 9] Chorus x2 [Glock] Wholesale, we done rock this n***a's bell Another legendary gangsta story to tell Like a rollin over a bounty here PS and Steady Mobb'n knock the roof off the kitchen Now I open up shop, the hot potatoes gone for half a knot That's how you do it when everything is a profit Then lay it low for a week or four Then back door in it's drop, who lookin to score Recognize a villian, knock him off his tippy toes I'm livin Gotham City, the nappy headed go get em Bumpin how you figure, by the young Soulja Slim And you know we livin right, now put that corn in the wind [Crooked Eye] n***a let's rock it up, any violations we pop it up So put the brick on the table n***a, let's chop it up Ghetto D, with the Suspects and the M-O-B Havin money, stayin strapped with heat So n***a buck the cops, cause we settin up shop Got the whole block hot from the ice cream shop And we sowin it up from the south to the west Them Black Mafia n***as and the gangsta PS [New 9] Chorus x4