One two little three little putos to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when comes to shove 'Cause the niggas showed me no Step back punk 'cause I'm a What I bring you is the hardcore Funky, but ya don't Now I gotta stand with the in my hand No And there's no I'm dishin' Out my .45 and it ain't missin' it comes hissin' Here it comes at ya Now the slug is at ya
One little two little hoodlums Gotta hit the ground here the slug comes What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
entro, loonie es el fuerte Speakin' to the 'Cause I'm in the mente em back, click-click goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run no fun When I got to break you off Of the psycobeta beatdown, boy you get we go Off for the if you really want some of the chingazo Me caso you hear this little lazo Hill, breaking you off a pedazo at ya Don't make me gatt ya Punk 'cause I still will be at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click goes the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run
When I in, kickin' with a vengeance Swift of the Coming like the three indians Stompin' around on the on the plains 'Cause a nigga like me is insane In the So I maintain My What I mighta my protection Not a thing So when I come bring new style, break ya off like a chicken wing Buckooock! So you can suck my cock Like a fat blunt, is the way of the walk When I'm out the punk-ass creepin' I let the dogs then I let the dogs sick 'em Graaah! Nigga make me catch ya 'cause I still will be comin' at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run