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'