WC - Worldwide Gunnin' lyrics

I can't take it no more f** you n***as f** you b**hes f** this rap sh** n***a don't ask me for sh** I'm sick of all the cameras f** all you scavengers Punk a** record labels Scandalous a** managers I'll take this microphone and slam it b**h I ain't no rapper, hoe I'm the hoodsta wit the talent Shaddy a** f** I'll take that a** for the scrilla Stab you in the neck wit a rusty pair of scissors Tie your kids to your ankels, watch you sweat and quiver f** you in the a** wit a coat hanger n***a Wit no?compression? for you groupies at all I'll bite yo' nipples off and throw you in a tub of rubbin alcohol f** all ya'll My mado for 98 I'm lettin n***as have it Makin the finest b**hes toss my salad Salty nutts is all I'm givin All heel the shadiest one that n***a Dub has arisen Chorus: Every world wide gunnin Put yo' Zigs in air When it comes to janky sh** we runnin' Hold that sh** Light that sh** Smoke it, When it comes to puttin this ruggish sh** down yo' I'm the locest And to the b**hes Skinny b**hes Fat bithces Big b**hes thinkin ya'll could get wit this 9 inches Outlastin me you must be jokin Hoe I'll leave you on the floor bleedin wit yo p**y busted open 4 play's for s**ers (spits loogy) I'll spit a loogy in your p**y f** you wit this dirty rubber Ass cheaks get smacked, clapped, waxed and smacked f** a bed I'm leavin carpet burns all on your back You ain't ready for a pro you still a rookie b**h, me f**in you is like stickin razor blades in your p**y Big b**hes I'm tackelin and dick stabbin I'm serious I'm even runnin red lights diggin you on your period f** a?n***a? I'm talkin Motel 6 A tall can and a big black ashy dick Let them other n***as treat you feed you take you home I just wanna get a pee on and get up and I'm gone Chorus: (2x) Run n***as run n***as better strap up and pack up or get slapped cuz here I come (who) The p**y banger dice slanger still janky Jumpin out the Coupe wit a hand full of bloody fangers And this b**h I'm strangelin Heaters I'm swangin the barrel jumpin off H double O D S T A claimin and ya'll know I'm famous To all you b**h politicians what's crackin? I'll greet you all wit that duce finger thumb action To all my enemies who wanna get close to me, choke me smoke me I'll pray to the Lord you all eat sh** and die slowly You n***as can't fade me face it my sh** bangs When it comes to puttin this gangsta sh** I comes to reign f** this industry I run wit Tune's and CJ Cuz 99.9% of you n***as is straight gay One night here comes the hoodsta back up And I clowns puttin the gunanunna runninunrunnin these n***as down Chorus: (2x) Uh, that's right f** all ya'll b**h Ya'll still can't fade it WC (muthaf**a) f** all ya'll