Worldwide Gunnin' - W.C.

I can't take it no more 
Fuck you niggas 
Fuck you bitches 
Fuck this rap shit 
Nigga don't ask me for shit 
I'm sick of all the cameras 
Fuck all you scavengers 
Punk ass record labels 
Scandalous ass managers 
I'll take this microphone and slam it 
Bitch I ain't no rapper, hoe I'm the hoodsta wit the talent 
Shaddy ass fuck I'll take that ass for the scrilla 
Stab you in the neck wit a rusty pair of scissors 
Tie your kids to your ankels, watch you sweat and quiver 
Fuck you in the ass wit a coat hanger nigga 
Wit no ?compression? for you groupies at all 
I'll bite yo' nipples off and throw you in a tub of rubbin alcohol 
Fuck all ya'll 
My mado for 98 
I'm lettin niggas have it 
Makin the finest bitches toss my salad 
Salty nutts is all I'm givin 
All heel the shadiest one that nigga Dub has arisen 

Chorus: 
Every world wide gunnin 
Put yo' Zigs in air 
When it comes to janky shit we runnin' 
Hold that shit 
Light that shit 
Smoke it, 
When it comes to puttin this ruggish shit down yo' I'm the locest 

And to the bitches 
Skinny bitches 
Fat bithces 
Big bitches thinkin ya'll could get wit this 9 inches 
Outlastin me you must be jokin 
Hoe I'll leave you on the floor bleedin wit yo pussy busted open 
4 play's for suckers (spits loogy) 
I'll spit a loogy in your pussy fuck you wit this dirty rubber 
Ass cheaks get smacked, clapped, waxed and smacked 
Fuck a bed I'm leavin carpet burns all on your back 
You ain't ready for a pro you still a rookie 
Bitch, me fuckin you is like stickin razor blades in your pussy 
Big bitches I'm
Artist: W.C.
Title: Worldwide Gunnin'