Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to this motherfucker! Gimme a gat I'm to smoke this motherfucker!
Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back I ain't rollin' over on my back Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back I ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight I rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I fight back I ain't rollin' over on my back
I need brothers ready to roll, I mean some real shit Brothers to bust, bust again and again Snatch the chains off the my man, this is a stick-up I ain't bring no funds, just came to snatch the Check it, brothers throughout the whole damn store Don't leave nothin', don't leave a This black man is armed, man's alarmed This is the Vietnam, set it off in the North
My moms is with it, pops is committed got to give, I'm like a powder keg Ready to stick a bank, a high-powered tank Newsflash, Brand Nubian, takin' fifty Take 'em in the basement, feed the punks (Yo if I get 'em) [Incomprehensible] twinkies hostess Shoot the fagot in the for actin' like that
New York, in the East, I'm the black man police I called the cops for a beef I had, but they didn't do A thing, tellin' me to tone down As if they was a father red in the face And threatened me with mace, so check it out (Hey!) So now I'm the wise guy but they ain't tryin' to That's why I'm to pretend
Aiyyo pass the gat! Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke motherfucker!
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight I ain't over on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back I ain't rollin' over on my back Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back I ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta fight back I ain't rollin' over on my back
Pass me the gat, and just like that, I Like a man possessed the Old West See I rest in Rule, a tool close You don't want be the learner that my burner makes today's mathematics is Uzi does it I got the automatic stashed in the And it's an emphatic now If you think you take the life of me a fight
Huh, I clean my gun a rip rod Here the God who don't eat pig lard J A motherfuckin' M A R Never passive, the grows massive We get with the tech, blow your mind with nine Plus we got the for your body Rodney King ain't God-ly king Before I take a whippin', I'll dump a clip in
The police, who give us no peace, to be I'll have a feast, as I commence to slay the So my advice to black men, stay aiyyo yo, pass that
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay I ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay I ain't rollin' over on my back me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped I ain't over on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, me the gat, I gotta stay strapped I ain't rollin' over on my back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta strapped I ain't over on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay I ain't rollin' on my motherfuckin' back Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I stay strapped I ain't rollin' over on my back Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay I ain't over on my motherfuckin' back the gat!