Devilish Eazy-E voice Right about now, Thugs-N-Harmony is on a come up So to all you bustas out there, beware Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Woke up this morning with the thought of robbin' A bank to get rich, ain't ate in days So it ain't no thang to click click, bitch, gimme your shit Fresh out the pen and I'm low on ends, fuck calm I tried to stay thug, got flowin' skills but nigga They bitches, now I just can't buy my bud With my steel, grabbed the 44 Mag' plus a sack And I snag my leather rag can't reveal when I glide With the moneybag Ride to the hide', count my flags I be livin' on the dark side and I can't escape Some say it's a phase If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is If I play with my gauge It's a raid, put your face to pave If you try to play brave, you'll get slayed Pull down them shades, empty your pockets Watches, jewels and you'll be safe I snatched the clerk up by her neck Put the gun in her mouth and said "Bitch, you better move quick back to the safe If you wanna be killed try some stupid shit" And pushin' that panic switch will get you nowhere but hell Trail to the back with the money in the sack L locked 'em all in the vault, time to bail, well, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug and I break fast Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, locked out As I flip through my cash At last, nigga made good and I got away smooth Now, I'm straight, covered my tracks Only description is that nigga with that leather face, fool I gotta get mine and if you stall then I'm gunnin' Just work your job, get paid, I'll rob you See a nigga creep on ah come up Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves See, I'm sittin' in my room, and a nigga feelin' down Steady thinkin' about how to get paid Gotta gauge at my waist that be spellin' out murder That'll get a nigga locked the cage Lay my head to bed, start to thinkin' hard Money is the cause, what can I do me for? Need to hit a lick, not a bullshit but a real lick Like robbin' a jewelry store Select which one will I raid, got be headin' downtown 'Cause tonight's the night Dressed in my black, wearin' makeup on my face So a nigga can't be seen in the spotlight Stole two cars, and I parked one north Parked one east for the smooth switch When a nigga bail, how the fuck he gonna tell If a nigga don't dwell in the same shit? Climb to the roof and I'm peepin' out the scene And there's no one I can spot So I get my ass down, walked around to the window And I broke the bitch out with a rock Now I jump my ass in, start to fillin' up the bag And a nigga comin' up on these diamonds Grabbed a couple herring bones and some rings And some ropes, still thinkin' how them diamonds was shining Went to the cash register, broke the bitch open Grabbed all the money they had And a nigga gettin' goin' gone to Bone, yeah Got to let my niggas check out my bag And I got away smooth, 'cause I had the shit planned And ain't no bullshit get brung up That's what I gotta do if I wanna get paid 'Cause a nigga be creepin' on ah come up Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Downin' Jamacian spliffs, little nigga Ripsta on this lick And bang bang, nigga, that's the clique on my brain Yet another victim, insane, feel the murderous nerve This twelve shot pump and I gotta bigger gat to back me Peelin' in my smug, thug, hoody, black skully, black khakis Creepin' in my smug, so reapin', peek into the window Let me cock this, nigga must've been meant to be jacked 'Cause here comes me hostage Up outta the door with a pump to her temple Should've seen her tremble, push any alarms And I drop them bombs on moms, it's just that simple I took my ganjas and fried 'em, don't gimme no hassle, bitch 'Cause I've been scopin' for weeks and I know Y'all got some shit, clack back me gun Hollow point mixed with dum-dum kickin' Ladies and babies scream onto the floor Shut up and listen, it's a jack move, fools Give me the jewels, the dope, the weed, the cheese And answer me why and you hoes is cryin' 'Cause bitches are dyin'? Bloodin' clot, get up, you dead What one of them niggas said, buckshot up into them dreads And I love when I hear them pump red One that callin' me bluff, I stuffed him with the quickness See, made out with a smooth thirty G's So all bodies must bleed, I need no witness So with-a-me slug, Mo Thug jumped into him smug Rolled the blunt up, good stuff reefer Hitted the Bone to give up love to me thugs 'Cause I done made it clean as fuck And I flees the scene with a buck buck 'Cause a nigga be creepin' on ah come up Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves Stalkin' gat fools, walkin' jack moves © NOTTING HILL MUSIC INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com