Def Wish II

So long Mel, have a good trip You die motherf**ker! You die motherf**ker For most of the guys, killings got to be accepted Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line You got out of line, you got whacked, everybody knew the rules Nigga get ready cause you can't hang With the psycho motherf**ker who slangin these gangsta thangs Lock your doors, run and hide Can't nothin save you when the W hoo rides Peep, I'm puttin s*ckers to sleep Ready to make a motherf**kin hit, geah we rollin too deep You shouldn'tve made that tape, but you pushed me Eiht hates punk a*s perm wearin pussies Mmmm, you ready for round one? Here it come fool I got my d**k in my hand, come and get some Damn, I'm tired of fake motherf**kers gettin pesos Sorry-a*s amigos screamin like bitch hoes If it wasn't for your happy a*s sound, prancin around Nothin but a sorry-a*s clown, stay the f**k down Punk you can't f**k with this Geah, first step is your Def Wish Mmm, geah C'mon y'all I guess it's time to get to the good part Geah you know it's the part when the Eiht start With the routine, tt's the same song Peel another cap, now what's goin on? Geah Tickety toc you don't stop Fool, you hear a click I bust your chops Right, no future, in your frontin Smoke your a*s like a motherf**kin blunt Damn I hate ya punk Cause you'll never equal, this motherf**kin sequel Tell me can you fade that black Or get slung like a f**kin 50 pack So it's the second call they're all sorry Punk motherf**kers that's out like Atari Geah nigga you can get the fist One more Def Wish But sometimes, even the people who DIDN'T get out of line They got whacked hits just became a hazard for some of the guys Shooting people was a normal thing, no big deal Last verse, don't curse Migga f**k that, Mike's got the gat And i'm ready to bust a head or two or three Bitch come deal with E, geah So gang way, as I pump another s*cker And I'm swift as they scared stiff by a psycho motherf**ker I see their pain, fool take two To the f**kin jaw, geah f**k you A nigga from the city where shit Just don't motherf**kin quit And jackin's my specialty G Quick fast to mack once and take your money, geah And down for the motherf**kin crew Just like a bitch I gots to get paid to I knock you out and when your punk a*s come to You'll realize it was a nightmare of Def Wish, II Geah, geah Compton Hits just became a hazard for some of the guys Shooting people was a normal thing, no big deal Whattup? Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line You got out of line, you got whacked, everybody knew the rules