Black Smif-n-wessun - Black Moon
[Featuring Smif-N-Wessun] Verse One: Steele Here we go, break of day, with a mad live session Down in Bucktown it's Black Moon, and Smif-N-Wessun Pick up the pace cuz we're right behind ya black The punk got X-amount of shots, take one to your back BOO-YAA-KAA!!! Mr. Ripper did the shooting Cops heard the shots, shit's hot cuz they're pursuing But it's my stomping groung where herds get blown down Think I'm gettin caught by beasts youse a damn clown Check the drums of death as I break what's left of your face, cuz you're sellin out the rap race Your family cried as your body lies in it's casket I keep a black Smith-and-Wessun in my polo jacket Sixteen shots, for all you hardrocks And if your bitch is a dime she can get the cock Straight up and down, we two terrible toughies The Vickster hit your pockets then I made your eyes puffy What pussy? Better drop your mic and get to steppin Before you're face to face with a black Smith-and-Wessun Chorus: repeat 4X Load the clip, bust lead to the head The nappy head dread, Buckshot and Baldhead Verse Two: Buckshot Real niggaz represent and don't die Never dead like I said all we fuckin do is multiply I puff a mad bag of buddha Niggaz be like "Yo who the shorty?" I'm bustin niggaz with my six-shooter I get so much pussy my dick be in stitches Red-boned or even fucked-up black Zulu bitches What? This lil nigga is a mad stalker Brooklyn, New York will grab the leash around your neck and then I walk ya If youse a bigger nigga bigger niggaz get bucked Cuz I'm the Buck and I don't give a fuck my dick you can suck Buck is a killer, thrill a nigga like Manilla I'm small but st
Artist: Black Moon
Title: Black Smif-n-wessun