Tootie - One False Move lyrics

[Bridge: Don Jaguar] Ren your dangerous, you know you bat like a week Ren your dangerous, gun shots from Juagardonlee Dangerous, me know you bat like a week Ren your dangerous, gun shots from Juagardonlee [Verse 1: MC Ren] Move, now let me fall into the groove Breakin' n***as off but I break 'em off smooth Used to try to pimp, but the ho's got old A n***a can't remember how much dope that I sold In my youth, the sh** is the truth, go to Chip for the proof n***as makin' records sellin' two copies Tryin' to f** with me because your rap's sloppy Now back in your cage your wings are short You tall, dirty motherf**er stick to basketball courts I can tear ya a** up in a rhyme But I won't mention your name, cause that's a waste of my time So I call my n***as, Chip and Dollar Bill Scoop up to the hill when we move in for the k** Never retreat you dirty n***a take a seat Big motherf**in' feet, with your wack a**ed beats So Train (what up?), cut 'em with the shape Make the n***a walk the plank, the dirty n***a always stank n***a better raise like the Titanic Ain't from Atlantic, but I'll make your a** panic And that's only one step, pride is kept A gla** of piss weigh as much as your rep n***a your through [Hook] One false move and a motherf**a's dead From one nine millimeter shot to the head One false move and a motherf**a's dead From one nine millimeter shot to the head [Bridge] Ren your dangerous, you know you bat like a week Ren your dangerous, gun shots from Juagardonlee Dangerous, me know you bat like a week Ren your dangerous, gun shots from Juagardonlee [Verse 2: Da Konvicted Felon] Quiet as kept - I step, with the 9 millimeter co*ked When I creep from the back, get the gat to the back Of the devils head then I put the trigger til he's dead RedRum all I can see when I close my eyes at night Many a vision of murderous criminal blue-eyed Satans I have to fight, I ain't rapped too tight You f**ing with a muthaf**in madman That dont take sh** from a redneck trick You can put your mouth upon my steel dick And s** til I'm pullin the trigger cum, ejaculate my gun Yah will ill be done, when I be making your blood run Into the street - and I ain't f**in with that white trucker that got his f**in a** beat Many a p**yclot shed many a tear for Denny But not so many couldve gave as much as I f** bout Rodney Buck, but I gets hit up when I try to defend my own skin from a n***a Who loves crackas, so them I attack-a Sleep with the enemy and get treated as such Da Konvicted Felon will bust and lust for you To make that one false move [Hook] One false move and a motherf**a's dead From one nine millimeter shot to the head One false move and a motherf**a's dead From one nine millimeter shot to the head [Sample] But if every n***a grabbed a nine And started shootin' motherf**er's it would put 'em in line [Verse 3: Dollar Bill] I was never the one to run with the pack But was the mastermind for settin' up the jack So if they every saw my beamin' it wasn't from crack I musta been beamin' them grubs to hit the sack And let me remember the days of way back When everybody was homies and no one played that Rockin' 'em, sockin' 'em, knockin' 'em out the box now tell me what's up Look at me wrong fool, you get tossed up I mean f**ed up, you lucked up I didn't come out a long time ago, with the fast or the slow flow And callin' me wack, no that's a no no The style just so wild, while your style just so-so Nasty, they can't pa** me, it's too fast see n***as that blast fast I don't let 'em blast me Using my mind like a nine millimeter to abuse So don't make one false move [Hook] One false move and a motherf**a's dead From one nine millimeter shot to the head One false move and a motherf**a's dead From one nine millimeter shot to the head