Pass The Gat Lyrics - Brand Nubian

Aiyyo 

Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke this motherfucker! 

Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke this motherfucker! 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

I need seven brothers ready to roll, I mean some real shit 

Brothers ready to bust, bust again and again 

Snatch the chains off the door my man, this is a stick-up 

I ain't bring no funds, just came to snatch the guns 

Check it, brothers spread throughout the whole damn store 

Don't leave nothin', don't leave a witness 

This black man is armed, another man's alarmed 

This is the next Vietnam, set it off in the North 

My moms is down with it, pops is committed 

Something's got to give, I'm like a powder keg 

Ready to stick a bank, drivin' a high-powered tank 

Newsflash, Brand Nubian, takin' fifty hostages 

Take 'em in the basement, feed the punks sausages 

(Yo if I don't get 'em) 

[Incomprehensible] twinkies from hostess 

Shoot the fagot in the back for actin' like that 

From New York, in the East, I'm the black man police 

I called the cops for a beef that I had, but they didn't do 

A fuckin' thing, tellin' me to tone down 

As if they was a father gettin' red in the face 

And they threatened me with mace, so check it out 

(Hey!) 

So now I'm the wise guy but they ain't tryin' to bend 

That's why I'm here to pretend 

Aiyyo pass the fuckin' gat! 

Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke this motherfucker! 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, and just like that, I squeeze 

Like a man possessed from the Old West 

See I rest in Rule, keep a tool close 

You don't want be the learner that my burner makes toast 

'Cause today's mathematics is Uzi does it 

I got the automatic stashed in the attic 

And it's an emphatic now cipher 

If you think you take the life of me without a fight 

Huh, I clean my gun with a rip rod 

Here comes the God who don't eat pig lard 

Lord J A motherfuckin' M A R 

Never passive, the crew grows massive 

We get wreck with the tech, blow your mind with nine 

Plus we got the shotty for your body 

Rodney King ain't this God-ly king 

Before I take a whippin', I'll dump a fuckin' clip in 

The police, who give us no peace, to be deceased 

I'll have a feast, as I commence to slay the beast 

So my advice to black men, stay strapped 

Aiyyo aiyyo yo, pass that 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped 

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back 

Pass the gat!