Gunz 'n Onez Lyrics - Singles - Heltah Skeltah

Haayyoahhh! ahhh.. 

Intro/chorus: rock 

Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air! 

All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even players 

Whether you hate us or you show us love 

No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air! 

All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even players 

Crooks, willies, pimps, all my sons 

No matter what you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Verse one: method 

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my brother 

Respect mine like my baby mother 

I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth 

That's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron 

And in the mist the slugs flyin, one burst 

He kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first 

Or badly hurt, it's all science, another nigga merked 

Kid snatched his purse and his work, left nuttin 

But the shells on the turf, the situation's worse 

A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they skirts 

Cause it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal 

Not everyone can shine and make a meal 

So johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the head 

For all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said 

Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace 

But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth 

Bitin down on the bullet now, bloodshed 

I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this life 

On the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind 

'cause-o, can you deal? 

Chorus: rock 

Wu-tang are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air! 

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players 

Heads on lockdown and those on the run 

No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Verse two: ruck 

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain splattera 

In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your character 

What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre 

I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre 

You like the voice baby? ruck is the choice lately 

Slap a hoe in the grapple hold just like royce gracie 

My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately 

Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga ruck is crazy 

Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill before I fuck you up 

I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut 

What the fuck? y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin 

Your life by screwin, your wife now cruisin 

Affect with the motherfuckin grimy style 

Meth-tical, heltah skeltah for the ninety-now 

Remind me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to be 

Better than you is on the mic, but now you losing me 

Chorus: rock 

So iz u wit me? well throw your hands in the air! 

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players 

Whether you rap for a living or sell drugs for funds 

No matter what you do, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Verse three: rock 

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid 

Potentially rebellious yet a straight a student 

I listened to my elders til I found out they was stupid 

What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit 

Now, I hold mo' concealed heat than acapulco 

Ricans in bushwick call me rocko, el mano loco 

Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs sing like k-ci and jojo 

Packin ever since mamma rock said gunz was a no-no 

We don't need those doe, street cats don't need gats 

Six-five, from the nba, many niggaz be that 

So try me, like mutumbo you can't get shit by me 

Send you to e.r. son with broke ankles like allen ivey.. hehe 

Hold that thought for a minute 

And watch your shorty before I run up in it I admit it 

I'm like sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin I'm jamaican 

But it's thirst that'll get your jewelry and dough taken 

Fuck batman and robin, I'm robbin with a bat man 

Chase niggaz like chevy for makin wack jams 

Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any sean price 

In alcatraz fan, they'll tell you watch the jabbin 

Chorus: rock 

So iz u wit me? well throw your hands in the air! 

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players 

Gods, earths, and cons, crips and bloods 

No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Iz u wit me? well throw your hands in the air! 

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players 

M.f.c., killa beez and my outlaw thugs 

Armaggedeon soon come, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Heltah skeltah come soon, be prepared motherfucker 

Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Cause ain't nobody safe motherfucker 

Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Marvelous, armaggedeon, heltah skeltah 

Stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez 

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