Bazooka2ooth by Xilla Lyrics
(Intro)
I Gotta a question/
What is with the fuckery/
Half of the city know that they can fuck with me/
The other half fuck with me/
Dont make this a competition cause that shit is fun to me/
End up in the line fire if you get in front of me/
That gone be a fine line if you ever front on me/
Woah/
You dont wana do that du'
Especially when I move that tool/
That bazooka tooth go boom/
Leave all ya comments at the podium/
Snitches the city cause the jails ain't holdin em/
Get locked than talk biz that ya homie in/
The dust bunny rugged morе rats than nickelodeon/
Turned tha shit to a damn circus/
Clowns claim plug boy you a short circuit/
Fuck/
Lookin likе ya pockets been hurtn
Ya connect got jammed and you ain't been working/
What tha dealy lil shawty/
Ima crack lid on a 40/
Roll a philly to the gordy and throw on some rick n morty/
Im laid back way back/
Big hero in tha city like baymax/
Im bruce like wayne where my cape/
Hot boy like wayne before the face tats/
Dont go say nothn can't take back/
Turn a blind eye or u gotta face facts/
Bet they gon hate that/
(Chorus)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit...
And it be won't no shit...
Act like ya know
(What you wanna do)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit..
And it Won't be no shit...
See how it goes...
(Verse 2)
Ima go ahead and let em have it/
I been on go with tha gadgets/
Packed with artilleray/
Beats in my email waitn for tha bars like hillary/
Betta not cross mine/
You dont wana end up on tha wrong side/
Put all my of haters in single file/
That right there would be a long line/
Ima let lord go an sord em out/
Get cut over beef like a porterhouse/
King dont stress on pawns thought/
How i look payin mind to the motor mouths/
Got a complaint than hit the hotline/
And you Got your own plate and your food getn cold when you watch mine/
I broke bread when ya pockets where stiff/
And still had some nerve to go talk that shit/
So go an watch yo lip/
(Chorus)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit...
And it be won't no shit...
Act like ya know
(What you wana do)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit..
And it Won't be no shit...
See how it goes...
(Dj scratch to outro)
I Gotta a question/
What is with the fuckery/
Half of the city know that they can fuck with me/
The other half fuck with me/
Dont make this a competition cause that shit is fun to me/
End up in the line fire if you get in front of me/
That gone be a fine line if you ever front on me/
Woah/
You dont wana do that du'
Especially when I move that tool/
That bazooka tooth go boom/
Leave all ya comments at the podium/
Snitches the city cause the jails ain't holdin em/
Get locked than talk biz that ya homie in/
The dust bunny rugged morе rats than nickelodeon/
Turned tha shit to a damn circus/
Clowns claim plug boy you a short circuit/
Fuck/
Lookin likе ya pockets been hurtn
Ya connect got jammed and you ain't been working/
What tha dealy lil shawty/
Ima crack lid on a 40/
Roll a philly to the gordy and throw on some rick n morty/
Im laid back way back/
Big hero in tha city like baymax/
Im bruce like wayne where my cape/
Hot boy like wayne before the face tats/
Dont go say nothn can't take back/
Turn a blind eye or u gotta face facts/
Bet they gon hate that/
(Chorus)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit...
And it be won't no shit...
Act like ya know
(What you wanna do)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit..
And it Won't be no shit...
See how it goes...
(Verse 2)
Ima go ahead and let em have it/
I been on go with tha gadgets/
Packed with artilleray/
Beats in my email waitn for tha bars like hillary/
Betta not cross mine/
You dont wana end up on tha wrong side/
Put all my of haters in single file/
That right there would be a long line/
Ima let lord go an sord em out/
Get cut over beef like a porterhouse/
King dont stress on pawns thought/
How i look payin mind to the motor mouths/
Got a complaint than hit the hotline/
And you Got your own plate and your food getn cold when you watch mine/
I broke bread when ya pockets where stiff/
And still had some nerve to go talk that shit/
So go an watch yo lip/
(Chorus)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit...
And it be won't no shit...
Act like ya know
(What you wana do)
Dont pop no shit...
Dont start no shit..
And it Won't be no shit...
See how it goes...
(Dj scratch to outro)