[00:00:00] Stick to Ya Gunz - M.O.P. [00:00:01] Written by:C. Martin/E. Murry/J. Grinnage/Kool G Rap [00:00:11] Calling the police calling the G men [00:00:13] Calling all Americans to war on the underworld [00:00:16] All I need is money and I'm getting that money tonight [00:00:20] Let's take a slide through the illside of town with this B-Boy [00:00:23] Watch out for Jakes snakes and decoys the streets keep you P-noid [00:00:26] Every day's a new game we do thangs for new thangs [00:00:29] This kid got stopped for like three G's and two chains [00:00:31] Yo I know about these streets I was raised in [00:00:34] In my crib I heard villains outside blazin' [00:00:36] Mad shots was poppin' and I see visions of droppin' men [00:00:39] Five minutes later some nigga was sprawled out on hopkinson [00:00:42] That's why this downtown swinga [00:00:44] Ruckus bringa be packin' bangers [00:00:45] That make your whole shit out of clothes hangers [00:00:47] It's only one life to give in get in where ya fit in [00:00:50] The fo'-fo' will cold push ya shit in [00:00:52] So keep ya gun breezed for f**kin' [00:00:54] With these New York desperadoes [00:00:56] We'll bust open your head like avocados [00:00:58] Heavy artillery in my facility [00:01:00] For you snake ass ones I stick to my gunz [00:01:03] Yo what up ain't nothin' is it real yeah son [00:01:05] What's todays mathematics nigga stick to ya gunz [00:01:08] What's the word ain't nothin' is it real yeah son [00:01:11] What's todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz [00:01:13] The most beautifullest thing in the world [00:01:14] Is a fo'-fo' Desert Eagle nigga that shit is Diesel [00:01:19] Lethal hollow point slugs plunge through any object [00:01:21] Squeeze it at rapid fire clear the whole projects [00:01:24] I ain't gonna be beefin' or eyein' you [00:01:26] Silently I move violently me and old reliable see [00:01:30] I been chasin' and lacin' tough guys for days [00:01:32] Findin' ways to erase 'em and place 'em in the grave [00:01:34] If it happen the squad's cappin' I'm in the mix [00:01:37] And I'd rather be judged by twelve than laid by six [00:01:40] My kind on the front line still standin' [00:01:42] Mr Billy Danze and I'll work you with a mini cannon [00:01:45] Holdin' it down it's the drama Lord [00:01:47] So you riff you be lift and laid stiff as a f**kin' board [00:01:50] Firin' squad niggaz on the run [00:01:53] Get props from top notch niggaz that ill bill stick to they guns [00:01:56] Yo what up ain't nothin' is it real yeah son [00:01:58] What's todays mathematics nigga stick to ya gunz [00:02:00] What's the word ain't nothin' is it real yeah son [00:02:03] What's todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz [00:02:06] Yo what up ain't nothin' is it real yeah son [00:02:08] What's todays mathematics nigga stick to ya gunz [00:02:11] What's the word ain't nothin' is it real yeah son [00:02:14] What's todays knowledge of self stick to ya gunz [00:02:16] Aiyyo I represents Queens on crime scenes [00:02:19] A murder machine put M-16's in niggaz spleens [00:02:21] So head for the hills nigga cause [00:02:23] When I get ill it's blood spilled for real [00:02:25] I aim my f**kin' steel and shoot to kill [00:02:27] So grab your body shield get ready for the duckin' [00:02:29] The biscuit that I'm clutchin' [00:02:30] Puffin' like cess but that's the f**kin' Dutchman [00:02:32] Buckin' at all you sucka cluckin' niggaz that want the ruckus [00:02:34] We'll be three niggaz who's clappin' but we ain't applaudin' [00:02:37] You motherf**kers keep my mack hid up under back [00:02:39] Two shots to crack lids ain't gotta go rush [00:02:41] To toys R U's to get you cabbage patch kid [00:02:43] Once I let the laser beams gleam and the red dots are seen [00:02:46] Your whole team is gettin' blown to smithereens [00:02:48] Queens on the motherf**kin' map nigga we stay strapped [00:02:51] In fact I let a Ak cap push your toupee back [00:02:53] Runnin' with mad sons gunnin' shit up [00:02:55] And leave you hit up for the funds [00:02:57] Niggaz better stick to they guns [00:02:58] Yo what up ain't nothin' is it real yeah son