Ya]
MAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!! We to run that....U.P.T. FOR LIFE!!!!!!!
nigga!
[Chorus-Yella, Lil Ya, &
Get Into It With A Nigga Gotta My Gun (WE BY THE GUN, WE DIE BY THE GUN) Get Into It A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun, It's plain to see, you can't change me I'm a Uptown for life! (2X)
Verse-Tec-9]
Nigga it's judgment day, can you face these 3 actin' reckless Jack ya for necklace, the rhyme specialists than the sport itself, droppin' these bustas like flies, I despise As I ya down look me in my eyes, AND YOU KNOW, you wouldn't have to think ya bigger BECAUSE YOU KNOW, that I'm the one who pulled the BLOODY 226 hit nigga BODIES I'm wettin' up your Hilfiger Step aside nigga is on the way >From the Mac Calio all strapped with K's Catch a muthafucka sleep and wet ya down When I creep the last you remember is my frown Suckas fakin' it 'cause a nigga from the U be it You can call me the 9-6 bomb, You can me the 9-7 Deion This clique this be fully equipped, equipped the 2-2-6 and you get whipped, flipped, chipped to Bustaland, I know you see the semi-automatic that I'm holdin' in my hand I got a closet full of T-shirts with on em Wonderin' my face is gonna be on one I find myself gettin' off alot of drama the cocaine, protect my Mama Fuck chasin', I'm waitin' patient in daughter You me, but I'm rock hard The the same, you disrespect you lose your brain (WHY TEC????) 'cause I'm an Uptown for life!
[2nd Ya]
Nigga I touched ground I gotta get Uptown I'm strapped and yeah I'm trapped, pushin' weight and fuckin' with furl And I stop, because it's my way of survivin' Doin' what I gotta do to a fuckin' living I'm doin' my own to let my nuts hang I got a fresh bundle full of dimes and now it's time to I hit the set BET I'M IN EFFECT! And if ya fall short, YA BODY I GOTS TO WET! I gotta have it, I gots to have it silly I'm like fork in your heart trigger smart smart, aimin' at your head in the dark Don't me start pluckin' at'cha bitch They gone read my and say I'm straight and I never miss Shit,I represent, U.P.T. I'm shots to my homies off of Valence street Much love to them niggas with the And all the ballas, playas, and that run with me My dog Sloop, my Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat, Shorty Wee, Lil Tee, Wild and my Uncle Hardy Tee, that nigga B.G., Herc, and I had rights done to say the gangstas rest in peace Gary, Lil Wallace, Fred, Nookie, and Lil' Jamie, Laurie, Pops, P, and my homie Levi, Ty, Mike, Jake, and my people the shit for the 9-6 bitch!
[3rd
I'm so wild, that I think I oughtta hang Niggas And start at them boys in blue who playa hatin' The Southern niena bursts nothin' but a death circle Lil' children sliced while they watchin' Urkel It's five o clock, nigga you bouts to your knees It's snaps boys who be totin' them Or watch me on the heat back in '83 On top of that here come the po-po's rest in they will be Don't try to dodge us, slim as Roger I bucks Roger's, pourin' hits like the I'm all about survival, and on arrival Blowin' to my rivals under accounts from the assualt rifle I'm to dismantle and cause a defect in your life I'm on a rampage, to gather all the GATS 'cause come through, and I'ma leave you haters on the flats And you'd wish me, that I'm a who don't handle biz We by the trig, we die by the trig Evidently, you made a weak, freak move I break crews goin' hittin' non-stop And I was taught to make your heart stop, body Now drop, nigga you done picked him off my block And that's why you got served, nigga you must You short, the desert Eagle's gonna make you burn The shit is real, now do you me? 'cause if you don't your bodies get tied For a ride, In my trunk, I wonder, if Tubman had the chance she have learned to do the Eddie Bauer dance? Wow, how, quickly would we got in that water for her? quarters Fuck sittin' in the back of the bus, bitch gimme bus I did more than fuss I would have upped a big pistol, guns from the Black you bitch you
(2X)
Ya]
SAY SAY THAT SAY THAT!