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[Intro:]
Yo D man, check this shit out
I got my piece with me, right?
We going to bust a cap in a mother fuckers ass tonight!
[WILLIE DEE:] Man shut your stupid little ass up
This what you’re mother fucking ass need to do!
[Verse 1: Willie Dee]
Put the fucking gun away, take up karate
Cause you don’t want to shoot no god damn body
Put up the mother fucking steel and chill
Before that high capping shit get you killed
It’s time for your kind to get realistic
Cause people like me making your statistics
You don’t want to step with that hoe shit
Cause I ?? and I ?? no son of a bitch
That means your momma, your daddy, your sister your damn brother
Your aunt, your uncle your slow walking grand mother
And any other that gets in my way
You want to see another birthday? Put the fucking gun away!
[Hook:]
Hey!
If you want to live mother fucker
If you want to live you better put the fucking gun away!
You don’t want to shoot no god damn body
[Verse 2: Willie Dee]
Put the fucking gun away, I done told ya
You’ve been warned by a ghetto soldier
Who ever ever said they took me as a liar
Cause I’ve been kicking ass since my first pacifier
I never felt the desire to follow rules
I’m genuine old school damn fool
Sometimes you don’t make it to the trunk
I don’t rely on the punk cause I love to chunk
Toe to toe against any hoe
They don’t make my kind any more so
Put the fucking gun away is what I told one sucker
But he was a hard headed fucker
He was flashing a 357. at me
He didn’t know I had a mother fucking Uzi
If he took another step I couldn’t refuse
To put his ass on the ten o’clock news
He took it and that’s all I gave him
That’s when I sprayed him and sprayed him and sprayed him and sprayed him and sprayed him
Went for his pockets cause I knew he sold dope
I took his money and a juicy ass rope
I don’t give a fuck about no mother fucking witnesses
You better listen when Willie says, put the fucking gun away!
[Hook:]
Hey!
If you want to live mother fucker
If you want to live you better put the fucking gun away!
You don’t want to shoot no god damn body
[Verse 3: Willie Dee]
Yo man, I was at this party on the South side of town
I saw this pussy ass punk I had to beat down
Him and his posse was standing near drinking
That’s when I knew the shit was fin to start stinking
I ??? To be a bum rush victim
Had to think of something quick that tricked him
I went to the John and got a dollar tone
Called my tricks on the portable cellular phone
Before the punks could get suspicious
I returned and mingled with the bitches
After drinking a bottle of wild Irish ?
I said, „Suck my dick it ain’t enough of you hoes!”
The music stopped somebody said, „Get him”
The first punk came wit him, I hit him
Another voice said „Hit the flo'”
I turned around it was ? scrapped down like Rambo
He had the 5th Ward posse in his set
They didn’t know they was fucking with
Chop pistol, was the first mother fucker that rose
Hit him in the face and broke his god damn nose
(„Call the doctor, call the doctor!”)
Damn ’em, we started slammin’ mother fuckers at random
I heard a bitch scream, „He’s got a gun!”
I didn’t know which one so I said ? none
(*gunshots*) That’s all you heard
One the smoke cleared, all my boys were worried
We served ’em up on a mean wagon platter
It wouldn’t of happened if he had a put the fucking gun away!
[Hook:]
Hey!
If you want to live mother fucker
If you want to live you better put the fucking gun away!
You don’t want to shoot no god damn body
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