LYRICS: COME TO ME

THE TELEPHONE RINGS, A MOTHER SCREAMS/

PINCH YA SELF… ITS NOT A BAD DREAM/

THEY KILT HER SON… HE WAS SIXTEEN/

FOUND'M LAYIN DEAD BY THE DAIRY QUEEN/

LOSING A FRIEND IS A SCARY THING/

BUT LOSING UR CHILD IS LOSING EVERYTHING/

WHEN THEM KILLERS COME THRU THEY SHOOTING EVERYTHING/

WHEN THE COPS COME THRU… U HEAR THE SIREN SING/

CRYSTAL HILLARD… SHE ON THE SCENE/

NEWS 8, FOX NEWS, CHANNEL 13/

LAST WEEK THEY KILLED ANOTHER TEEN/

I SWEAR BULLETS KILL MORE NIGGAS THAN NICOTINE/

THE NEIGHBORHOOD SAW EVERYTHING

BUT I BET THEY WONT TELL A THING/

WE DONT TALK TO THE PIGS, DONT ASK US WHAT WE SEEN/

WE'LL ALL SAY THE SAME… WE DIDNT SEE ANYTHING/

LYRICS: CAN YOU REMEMBER THE RAIN

(CLICK PLAY TO HEAR MUSIC)

KIWA CRIED… I CRIED TOO/

ALEXIS CRIED RENE CRIED TOO/

I ASKED MYSELF WHAT I COULD I DO/

THEN I ASKED THE LORD WHAT I DID DO/

KIWA ASKED ME WHY… I WISH I KNEW/

SO I LOOKED HER IN THE EYES & LIED BOO/

EVERYTHING WILL WORK OUT WILL FOR THE BETTER/

I DIDNT WANNA LET HER GO… BUT I LET HER/

WE ALL STOOD ON THE SIDEWALK TOGETHER/

ITS LIKE GOD PROVIDED THE PERFECT WEATHER/

THE CLOUDS GOT THICKER, THE SKY GOT GREY'R/

I CLOSED MY EYES TO SAY A PRAYER/

WHEN I LOOKED UP SHE WAS NO LONGER THERE/

MY TEARS IN HER HAIR, HER TEARS EVERYWHERE/

I JUST THANK GOD THAT TAYVION WASNT HERE/

I CAN HEAR HIM NOW NO KEAIRA/

KEAIRA DONT LEAVE... THIS THE SADDEST DAY EVER/

LYRICS: DRUGS & JAZZ

SITTIN IN THIS 3 BEDROOM I NEED A MANSION/

I WAKE UP EVERYDAY & I THINK EXPANSION/

F' RECORD ADVANCE… IM ADVANCING/

PICK'M UP IN LANSING, IM OUT HERE TAKIN CHANCES/

TRUCK FULL OF REGINALD DENNY NO GLANCING/

I SNATCH'M OUT THE TRUCK & IM DANCING/

MONEY MACHINE DETECT COUNTERFEIT/

PUT IT ON THE SCALE F' COUNTING IT/

20 BANDS WEIGH 200 GRAMS/

BUT ONLY IF U WEIGHING ALL BENJAMINS/

PULLING UP TO BENNIGANS, WHIP WITH THE LIMO TINT/

& THE CHICK IM WIT... GOT A CREOLE ACCENT/

SHE HALF AFRICAN & HALF FRENCH/

MY DUTCH MIXED HALF PURP & HALF GRINCH/

PULL YA BITCH LIKE I HAD A WINCH/

F' THAT BITCH… U CAN HAVE THAT WENCH/

RANRU IS THE PRESENT UR SOOO PAST TENSE/

U STILL RAPPING LIKE THAT… GET OFF THAT SOUTH SHIT/

MY NIGGAS FROM THE SOUTH HATE IT… U MISREPRESENT/

EVERYTHING THEY WORKED HARD FOR, AINT THAT BITCH/

IF U HANG WITH A SNITCH… THAT MEANS CONDONE/

THE SAME RAT SHIT THAT THEM SNITCHES BE ON/

I KEEP HEARING ECHOS & TICKS ON MY PHONE/

IF I SAY THE WRONG THING IM NEVER COMING HOME/

DIGI IS GONE… SO IM HIS BACKBONE/

THEY PUT HIM IN THE SAME JOINT WITH MY COUSIN TONE/

LIVIN MY LIFE ON MY RING TONE/

...WHEN I DIE PLAY MY THEME SONG/

I PUT MY TEAM ON… I PUT THE BEAM ON/

THAT PISTOL PUMP… KING KONG/

AINT GOT SHIT ON ME.. I DO MY THING HOMES/

I BEEN TEARING DOWN THE CITY SINCE A TEEN HOMES/

U JUST STARTED GETTIN YA LEAN ON/

I BEEN SIPPIN THAT LEAN SINCE A TEEN HOMES/

JUVENILES, TEEN HOMES, COUNTY JAILS/

THE PRISON SYSTEM CAN GO 2 HELL/

I SIT BACK & ROLL ANOTHER L/

ANOTHER CALL ON MY CELL, THATS ANOTHER SALE/

HE JUST BROUGHT A HALF, HE WANT ANOTHER TWELVE/

ATTEMPTED MURDER, THE JUDGE GAVE MY COUSIN TWELVE/

GHETTO RED HOT… RED SHOES, RED PANTS, RED TOP/

RED RIMS ON A RED DROP/

RUNNIN A RED LIGHT THEY CANT STOP/

STOP IT 5 WHATS POPN SLIME NOT ALOT/

(THE SAME CLICK) THE SAME SHIT DIFFERENT BLOCK/

SAME BRICKS… DIFFERENT SPOT/

GUN RULE PRICKS DICKS, THEM PIGS WATCH/

THE FIENDS RUN IN OUT… THIS A CRACK SPOT/

WE SWITCHED THE STASH HOUSE/

THIS AINT THE LAST HOUSE/

WE TURNED THE LAST HOUSE TO THE CRASH HOUSE/

ALL WE DO IS CRASH BITCHES AND PASS OUT/

MR CONSIGNMENT I GET IT THEN ITS PASSED OUT/

PICS OF: RANRU AT WORK

PICS OF: RANRU x JON "ICON" JELKS x DJ BUSCAT x TRILL THAD

BALLIN

31 BANDS FOR A 1000 GRAMS/

55 POUNDS IN MY MOMMAS VAN/

100K FOR MY MOMMAS LAND/

ANOTHER 12K FOR THE ICY BAND/

30 BANDS ON MY WRITING HAND/

THREW THE HOE A GRAND JUST WATCH HER DANCE/

MUTHAFUCK A DEAL & CASH ADVANCE/

I JUST MADE A ANOTHER DEAL… CALL IT CASH IN HAND/

SHE HIT THE STAGE & DID A HEAD STAND/

IM BALLIN HARD I THINK I NEED A HEAD BAND/

GUNRULE TELEVISION THATS MY DAMN BRAND/

SHE A FAN… CUZ WE BALLIN LIKE ELTON BRAND/

LYRICS: GLACIERS

ICED OUT BRACELET I COULD OF BROUGHT A6/

IM RUNNING THIS SHIT… NO ASICS/

I HAD THIS DREAM SINCE 86/

AND IM SOOO CLOSE I CAN TASTE IT/

ACE OF SPADE WASTED, THE 40 ON MY WAIST KEEP MOVIN/

F' AROUND AND PULL A PLAXICO, TIAJUANA MEXICO/

BEEN THIS DOING THIS SINCE NECTAR MOE/

DROP FOUR & EXTRA O… FROM IONIA TO OKINAWA/

COMP SAID OHIO TO OKINAWA/

I JUST BIT HIS BAR KINDA SORTA/

IF ITS STAMPED WITH A STAR THATS OUR POWDER/

OUR FATHER... FORGIVE MY SINS/

& PLEASE WATCH OVER MY FAM, GUIDE & PROTECT THEM/

& GUARD US FROM SATAN/

(U SAID) ASK & IT SHALL GIVIN AMEN/

STARING INTO THE POT WATCHING THE YAE SPIN/

I DONT F' WITH THAT MICROWAVE I CANT WIN/

PREPAID DEBIT CARD… NO PIN/

A1 CREDIT WIT THE DOPEMAN/ (RAN)

LYRICS: warning

I JUST WOKE UP BROKE AS FUCK/

THE 1ST PERSON I SEE IS GETTIN STUCK UP/

I GOT THIS OLD 38 BUT IT STILL BUCK/

DONT RUN CUZ I'LL SHOOT U DOWN LIKA BUCK/

THE BARRELL LIL DENTED, & THE HANDLE ALL TAPED UP/

FROM PISTOL WHIPPING NIGGAS WHEN THEY DONT GIVE CAKE UP/

BITCH IF I GO IN THIS PURSE & ITS ALL MAKE UP/

IMMA TAKE THIS F'N STEAK KNIFE & CUT YA F'N FACE UP/

KICK DOWN DOORS… TEAR YA PLACE UP/

YA BABY MOMMA CRYING, SHE THINK WE GON RAPE HER/

BUT I DONT WANNA RAPE HER I JUST WANT THE PAPER/

I DONT WANT YA TV, I DONT WANT YOUR ACER/

THEY ALWAYS FREEZE UP WHEN THEY SEE THAT LASER/

DRAGGED THAT BITCH ACROSS FLOOR BY HER LACE FRONT/

NOW IMMA ASK U ONE TIME… DONT LIE CUNT/

IF U DONT TELL ME WHERE ITS AT OR U GON DIE SLUT/

VRS 2:

BLOOD ON MY KNIFE BLOOD ON MY HANDS/

CUT YOU LIKE BOUT IT DID REESE AT JULIANS/

A CLICK FULLA DEALERS, KILLERS & HOOLIGANS/

STRAP WITH THEM TOOLIES GOONIE IM GOIN IN/

BLOOD ON MY SHIRT, BLOOD ON MY PANTS/

BEAT THE SHIT OUT THAT BOY FOR ROBBIN MY MANS/

GUN IN THE WHIP, ONE IN MY PANTS/

HOW THE F' U GON RUN IN SKINNY JEANS & VANZ/

WE FEENA ROB THE STORE & WE USING THE SAME PLAN/

THAT BISHOP USED TO ROB OL MAN QUILLES/

SIPPIN ON GUINESS SMOKING THAT GUNJA/

ALL BLACK EVERYTHING LIKE A AFRICAN GUYANA/

FOR THAT PAPER MY NIGGAS GO BAT SHIT GUANO/

I'LL HAVE STICKY STOMP YA FACE IN… IN A PAIR FERROGAMOS/

LOOK AT THAT MOVADO, I JUST HIT THE LOTTO/

REVOLVER IN YA FACE… SO U CAN SEE THE HOLLOWS/

PICS OF: DJ CAPCOM x RANRU LIVE @ BILLIES

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RANRU x DJ CAPCOM NEW MIXTAPE [THE BOONDOCK SAINTS] IS BEING FEATURE ON www.datpiff.com MAIN'S PAGE! (THIS IS HUGE)

EDITOR VLOGZ (S3) EP. 6: THE RUFF RYDERS RAIDS RANRU HOTEL ROOM IN ST. LOUIS

LYRICS: knucklehead

CHECK THE CLOCK SON ITS 505/

THE 50 RIDE... THRU WESTSIDE, WHERE THEY PACK 45S/

HUGE 50 CALIBURS THAT ONLY HOLD 5/

SO I KEEP 2 CLIPS IN MY 505'S/

2 4 5 F' THAT GET 2 FOR A DIME/

THEY COPPIN ALL DAY… GIVE'M 2 THE 9/

THE HEAVY WEIGHT MOVE HEAVY WEIGHT E'S & 9'S/

IT TAKE A NIGGA 3 DAYS TO CHOP KEYS INTO DIMES/

IN THE SPOT THE CLIENTELE COME IN WELFARE LINES/

GUERILLA WARFARE WILD SHOOTOUTS KEEP THE NEIGHBORS SCARED/

STRAY SHOTS FLY THRU THE WALL OF YA NEIGHBORS CRIB/

BAIRLY MISS THE NEIGHBORS HEAD & LAND IN THE BABY CRIB/

THE HEAVY HOT METAL FLASHING, GUNS DOUBLE ACTION/

LYRICS: criminology

MAAAN F' THESE NIGGAS WITH A HIV DICK/

IM FEENA ROB EVERY NIGGA I SEE REAL SHIT/

WE HIGH OFF THAT SHIT I CANT FEEL SHIT/

GAS TANK ON E… BUT I KEEP A FILLED CLIP/

CAUGHT SON ON DIVISION & HALL ABOUT ONE/

HIT'M IN THE NOSE WITH THE GUN, SAID DONT RUN/

WENT IN HIS POCKETS TOOK HIS WALLET & HIS PHONE/

A EBT CARD 12 BUCKS & SOME GUM/

IM GONE… NO MASK / SURGICAL GLOVES ON/

STROLLING THRU EAST TOWN, GETTIN MY MUG ON/

IM FEENA THE SH%T OUTTA THIS B%TCH WIT THESE UGGS ON/

WHEN THE WARS ON, SHOOT TIL MY SLUGS GONE/

I USTA SELL DRUGS IN A DRUG FREE SCHOOL ZONE/

DRUG FREE NOW THE MUSIC MAKE ME ZONE/

QUICK HANDS FAST TALKER BUSY BONE/

WISH A CRAZY NIGGA WOULD WE CAN GET IT ON/

BRING MO THUGS I'LL TEAR THE FLESH OF HIS BONES/

LYRICS: VERBAL INTERCOURSE

EVERY STONE I OWN, JEWELRY GAME GROWN/

IM ON… MY JEWELRY BOX IS SIERRA LEON/

YO MY GUN HAND STRONG, 44 LONG ITS ON/

GETCHA HEAD THROWN FROM HERE TO ROME/

MY BARS THEY BREAK BONES, THESE AINT JUST SONGS/

THEY POEMS, WRITTEN IN MY IMAC TEXT EDIT… C'MON/

OL' SLOPPY ASS NIGGAS GET BLOWN, NO ROMONE/

PARTIDA ELEGANTE NO PATRON/

GUNRULE GAMBINOS, CALDER CITY CAPONES/

SEND THEM DRONES TO YA HOME TO YA COOK CALZONE/

RU CORLEONE… POCKETS FULL OF PROVOLONE/

I JUST DROPPED A BOX OF ZITI FOR MY COLOGNE/

CLIVE CHRIS'TIONE… DOM PERIGNON/

IS THE ONLY TIME I COME CLOSE CHANDON/

SEAN JOHN SWEAT SUIT CHILLING IN MY LEBRONS/

WITH MY EYES ON THE GOAL… AC MILAN/

FREE DOWNLOAD: @RANRU "MERRY GO ROUND"

MERRY GO ROUND (FREE DOWNLOAD) by GUNRULE TV

LYRICS: blow my high

THE PPL SAID CMON, GUESS WHOS FEENA COME ON/

EVERY TIME I COME ON, THEY FEELIN SO C'MON/

I AM SUCH A COME ON, OR IS THE TERM THE TURN ON/

SHE HAD A SKIRT & THONG ON/

SHE GRAB MY HAND LIKE COME ON/

THIS WAS BACK IN 01', I DIDNT EVEN KNOW HUN/

BEFORE I EVEN TOUCH HER SHE ALREADY CUM ON/

OR IS A TERM CAME ON… PAST TENSE BRAIN STORM/

SHE BLEW ME BACK WET AS RAIN/

HURRICANE BRAIN STORM/

I REALLY I DONT REMEMBER MUCH/

I REALLY DONT REMEMBER MONTHS/

IT COULD OF BEEN DECEMBER OR SEPTEMBER WHO GIVES A FUCK/

SHE THOUGHT I WAS RICH AS FUCK, I WAS IN A RENTED TRUCK/

SITTIN HIGH LIFTED UP… INSIDE TWISTING UP/

FINGER NECK & WRIST LIT UP/

BANGING B.I.G & PUFF/

SHE ASKED ME CAN SHE GET A PUFF/

I PASSED THE DUTCH SHE MAC'D IT UP/

HER & HER FRIENDS JUST LAUGHED IT UP/

BABY U CAN HAVE THAT BLUNT/

SHE SAID THANK U VERY MUCH/

IM THINKING WHATEVER SLUT/

F' IT ROLL ANOTHER UP, F' IT POUR ANOTHER CUP/

NOW WE IN THE NIGHT CLUB, BUYIN ALL THE BUBBLY UP/

WHOEVER SAID MONEY DONT MEAN EVERYTHING WAS BROKE AS FUCK/

THE VIP JUST OPENED UP, THE WAITRESS JUST ESCORTED US/

MAAAAN I HATE THEM SPARKLERS, THEY ALWAYS PUT THE LIGHT ON US/

THIS A NORMAL NIGHT 4 US, THIS NOTHING THIS IS LIGHT 4 US/

THE BOUNCERS THEY LET US DO US, THE OWNER HE ALRIGHT WIT US/

BOTTLES SIT ON ICE FOR US, PLEASE TELL'M TAKE THAT LIGHT OFF US,

WE DECIDED IN THE BEGINNING THIS THE LIFE FOR US/

BIGGIE SMALLS BACKDROP THE CAMERA FLASH, PHOTO TWO/

OOPS I MEANT 22, OUR CLUBS PICS LIKE A PHOTO SHOOT/

THESE DIAMONDS AINT PHOTO SHOP, WE FLASHING LIKE A PHOTO BOOTH/

& SOMEHOW I KEEP SPILLING THIS LOUIE ON MY LOUIE SHOE/

NOW IM ON THE DANCE FLOOR, 2 STEPPIN WIT SUMN CUTE/

RED BONE RED THONG, MINI SKIRT & GATOR BOOTS/

FAST FOWARD TO HER COUP IM ROLLIN UP B4 WE SHOOT/

3 NIGGAS IN DICKIES SUITS STUCK ME UP & TOOK MY LOOT/ (DAMN)

A COUPLE FIGHTS BROKEN UP,

LYRICS: a good man gone

I WOKE UP MY MOMMA TOLD ME MY HOMIE DIED/

SHE SAID HE WAS VICTIM OF A DRIVE-BY/

THEY SAID A BULLET WENT THRU HIS HEAD & OUT HIS EYE/

I KNOW WHO DID IT, ITS THEM NIGGAS FROM THE OTHER SIDE/

THE HOOD GOT TOGETHER & WE ALL DECIDED/

TONIGHT ITS GONNA BE A HOMICIDE/

MY OG ASKED ME AM I WANNA RIDE/

CUZ WITH OR WITHOUT ME THEY GONNA RIDE/

I JUST SAW HIM YESTERDAY, ON THE GRIND/

WE SMOKED A FEW DUTCH'S HAD A GOOD TIME/

WE TOOK TURN ON THE PLAYS MADE A GOOD DIME/

WE GO WAY BACK SINCE ABOUT NINE/

ITS HARD TO TALK ABOUT THIS SHIT I MIGHT CRYING/

CUZ HONESTLY I AINT USED TO MY FRIENDS DYING/

THAT WAS MY NIGGA MANE NO LYING/

WHENEVER SAW HIM… I WAS RIGHT BESIDE'M/

NOW THE HOOD AT WAR WITH THE OTHER SIDE/

EVERY SINCE THE DAY MY BLOOD BROTHER DIED/

EVERYDAY IM BUYING AMMO FOR MY TARAUS NINE/

NOW I GOT ENOUGH BULLETS TO LAST A LIFETIME/

EVERY TIME WE COME THRU U HEAR SHOTS FIRIN'/

WE DONT STOP TIL WE HEAR COPS SIRENS/

DONT GETCHA ASS CAUGHT IN THE CROSS FIRE/

MY MAN WENT ACROSS THEM TRACKS & HE CAUGHT FIVE/

CAUGHT'M IN THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME/

PLUS HE HAD HIS HAT TURNED TO THE WRONG SIDE/

WE LOADED UP AND WE GOING ON A LONG RIDE/

LONG CLIP AND EVERY HOLLOW TIP GON FLY/

{I SWEAR IT WASNT TOO MANY NIGGAS MADE LIKE'M/

PLUS HE JUST HAD A SEED WIT A FACE JUST LIKE'M/

WHEN I WAS YOUNGER I WANTED TO BE JUST LIKE'M/

AND TONIGHT SOMEBODY GON DIE JUST LIKE'M/

SO WE DRESSED IN ALL BLACK LIKE CAT BURGLARS/

BUT WE AINT TRYNA STEAL SHIT WE ABOUT MURDER/

FOR THE LAST HOUR WE BEEN RIDIN IN A CIRCLE/

IM READY TO SMOKE A NIGGA LIKE A SWISHER OF PURPLE/

WE NEVER GET HIGH B4 A HOMICIDE/

U GOTTA BE SOBER TO SHOOT THAT LLAMA RIGHT/

WE STROLLIN THRU YA HOOD THROWIN UP SIGNS/

THE 1ST FUCKA WE CROSS, GETTIN CRUCIFIED/

WE GOT A 357 & FORTYFIVE/

A 16 GUAGE & RUSTY NINE/

WE ALL MIGHT SHOT AT THE SAME TIME/

LYRICS: d boyz

BRANDNEW DAMIER, IM TRYNA GET EVERY PAIR/
FRIDGE FULLA RECTANGLES, I WONDER WHY THEY CALL'M SQUARES/
AINT NOTHIN BUT FISHSCALE ON MY SCALE/
AINT NOTHIN BUT KUSH STUFFED IN MY L/
IN SOME BRANDNEW SHIT THAT COST BIG BILLS/
IT WAS LOW TIL HE THREW IT ON BIG WHEELS/
ME N DEMON GO BACK SINCE BIG WHEELS/
HE AINT LIL NO MO WE CALL HIM BIG WILL/
YEAH… THATS A QUARTER MILLI MUFFFUKKKAA/
I CAN MY TRIPLE MY STASH IF I REALLY HUSTLE/
DUMB DOLLARS, STUPID GRIND A SILLY HUSTLE/
RETARDED STASH UNDA MY SIMMONS… THE NEW RUSSEL/
I BEEN LIFTING WEIGHT THIS IS TRUE MUSCEL/
20 POUNDS STUFFT IN MY TRUE DUFFLE/
TRUE RELIGION JEANS COST ME 7 GRAMS/
8BALLS TO THE CORNER, NO ANAZEA SANDS/

I WAS JUST ON THE CORNER DOIN HAND TO HANDS/
THE DRUGS & MONEY THEY GO HAND IN HAND/
EDITOR VLOGZ I GOT IT ALL ON HANDY CAM/
I TOOK A HUSTLA LIFE & PUT IT ON FILM/
AS FAR AS GUNRULE GOES WE ARE STREET LEGENDS/
FOR 12 YEARS STR8 WE MADE THE STREETS HEAVEN/
SIX HUNDRED FOR THE HALO… WHEN EVERYBODY ELSE WAS TRYNA GET SEVEN/
THE SAFE IN THE BASEMENT LIKE 6'7'/
GET IT AT ONE… I BE DONE LIKE 6 SUMN/
& I AINT WHIPPIN SHIT, WONT MIX NOTHING/
I AINT SLEEPIN, SHIT I WONT MISS NOTHING/
AUDI R8 NO PUSH BUTTON, STRICTLY CONSIGNMENT I DONT PUSH NOTHING/
PEANUT BUTTER SEATS IN MY PURPLE PELLE/
PBJ… PEANUT BUTTER JELLY/
IM JUST PROMOTING THE BRAND… SF SKULLY/
I THINK MY TEAM GOTTA CHANCE TO BE THE BEST BUDDY/

LYRICS: drop a body

chorus:

drop a body as soon as i spot'm i got'm/

later for talkin… i pop'm/ (i pop'm)

pull out that k and i cock'm/ (cock'm)

get up close… and i chop'm/ (chop'm)

drop a body everybody know i shot'm/

and now they know im a problem (its a problem)

wherever they stand ima drop'm/ (drop'm)

as he die watch'm i know he gone i got'm/ (drop a body)

drop a body 12 gauge pump shotty/

1 in the head 5 in the body/

and i bust my shit u can ask roddy/

i earned my stripes u can ask gotty/

drop a body… these betta know i/

let mines go i… lay'm down no lie/

no cloud killing… we don't shoot sky/

let off in the crowd im really using mines/

drop a body… shoot up ya house party/

this kid don't play catch'm drunk sloppy/

pistol whip his as till he talk funny/

i got shot as a shawty so i walk funny/

the niggas that robbed me didn't want money/

they wanted blood, and thats what they got from me/

drop a body… that bulletproof cant stop me/

put holes in ya mask… no hockey/

chorus:

drop a body as soon as i spot'm i got'm/

later for talkin… i pop'm/ (i pop'm)

pull out that k and i cock'm/ (cock'm)

get up close… and i chop'm/ (chop'm)

drop a body everybody know i shot'm/

and now they know im a problem (its a problem)

wherever they stand ima drop'm/ (drop'm)

as he die watch'm i know he gone i got'm/ (drop a body)

drop a body… same shit different potty/

another point scored left that boy sorry/

we keep score cards like we playing yahtsee/

and tryin do numbers like the neo nazi's/

drop a body… then polly we out sipping soki/

veggie tempeh, tofu teriyaki/

then its back to the strip so we can tell the posse/

how that pistol grip pump knock'm out his hurriaches/

drop a body… toe tag the whole ave/

that fo blast & tore half his whole ass/

the job paid cash plus he gave me half/

so i put the whole clip in his old ass/

drop a body… surgeon gloves no love/

professional crime scene no blood/

no fingerprints no evidence

no witnesses… csi taught me this/

chorus:

drop a body as soon as i spot'm i got'm/

later for talkin… i pop'm/ (i pop'm)

pull out that k and i cock'm/ (cock'm)

get up close… and i chop'm/ (chop'm)

drop a body everybody know i shot'm/

and now they know im a problem (its a problem)

wherever they stand ima drop'm/

as he die watch'm i know he gone i got'm/ (drop a body)

LYRICS: im not a star

IM NOT A STAR SOMEBODY LIED/

I HAD DREAMS OF BEING A STAR… THAT DREAM DIED/

IF I DIED TODAY REMEMBER ME LIKE SHAMON FIGURES/

BURIED IN BLACK NEXT TO ALL MY NIGGAS/

TELL ALL MY BITCHES TO TAT MY NAME ON THEY TITTY/

PLAY MY SONGS IN THE STREET LIKE NEW YORK CITY DID BIGGY/

NEW CLIPS FOR MY CHOPPA SO NOW THAT THANG HOLD 50/

NEW THANGS FOR THE WHIP SO NOW THANG LOOK CRISPY/

2 THANGS FOR THE 40, BUT FOR THAT I GET 60/

2 WHEEL GSXR… TOP SPEED 160/

OG KUSH 7 GRAMS 150/

SF LOGO ON MY 5950/

IF U BOYZ WANT THE CROWN COME & GET ME/

IF U BOYZ WANT ME DEAD U COMING WITH ME/

MY LITTLE FRIEND WIT ME, BUT HE AINT REALLY FRIENDLY/

MY CHIC NAME JESSICA BUT ALL SHE ROCK IS TIFFANY/

SMOKIN THIS PIFF I HAD A EPIPHANY/

OBAMA IS THE ANTI-CHRIST THE DEVIL WEARING CHRISTIAN BEADS/

I STOOD IN LINE & VOTED FOR'M GOT ONLINE PROMOTED FOR'M/

SO MY QUESTION FOR YOU IS WHAT DOES THAT MAKE ME/

GOIN ON DAY THREE, NO FOOD NO SLEEP/

LIFE IN THE FAST LANE, IM FASTING/

PRAYING TO GOD I ASK HIM, CAN HE DO A FAVOR FOR ME/

KEEP MY KIDS SAFE, WHILE A NIGGA GETTIN MONEY/(GETTIN MONEY)

IM NOT A STAR SOMEBODY LIED/

I HAD DREAMS OF BEING A STAR… THAT DREAM DIED/

IF I DIED TODAY REMEMBER ME LIKE SHAMON FIGURES/

BURIED IN BLACK NEXT TO ALL MY NIGGAS/

TELL ALL MY BITCHES TO TAT MY NAME ON THEY TITTY/

PLAY MY SONGS IN THE STREET LIKE NEW YORK CITY DID BIGGY/

IM NOT A STAR X3