[{"id":31061040,"name":"Finna Shit On 'Em","trackName":"Finna Shit On 'Em","artistName":"Jayo Felony","albumName":"Whatcha Gonna Do","duration":239.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Jayo Felony\nAnd my nigga Mac 1-0\nPutting it down like it's supposed to be done\nAnd I promise you motherfuckers\nThat y'all'll never sleep again\nSo let the games begin\nAs I show you motherfuckers how it's done\n\nAs I study my memoirs\nMeaning my recollections of my life to perfection\nMusic is my protection, see\nI'm staying high off sherm\nAnd my only concern is that I keep rolling niggas up like perms\nI'm quick to creep and keep a scheme, I gots to survive\n\nStrive 'cause I never had a 6-1-9 to 5\n\nIn my life, damn, I've been gaffled way more than twice\nSo when it comes to the slice and dice, I'm nothing nice\nNigga, you ready for the slaughter, they out of order\nI still cripple a stick, choke a brick and drown a drop of water\nReporters are running up, asking questions about\nMotherfuckers I just took out, nigga, don't go that route\nThis is the hold up, hood\n\nAny nigga that move, he's done real quick like\nYou need to be thinking about getting your shit tight, right?\nBut at least you can never say I didn't try to warn you\nNow the whole world's about to know, I'm finna shit on 'em\n\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\n\nFrom the 3-1-0 down to the 6-1-9\nMac 10 and Jayo Felony now partners in crime\nFirst let's blast these fools before we get tied up\nJayo, you drive, so dump out the left while I buck the right side up\nNow which way should we go? Call one of your homies to meet us\nSomebody like T-Funk to get rid of the hot heaters\n\nI wanna get lit, when I'm high, I'm out of control\nWe can get a stick from this bitch I met at the Super Bowl\nA straight fiend for that slaughter water when the thirst hit\nWe smoking sherm sticks like you did on your first shit, nigga\n\nMac and Jayo, back to back like squabbers\nWe saying fuck the police and instead doing it like robbers\n\nI grab the heat at night and lick these busters like a dyke\nAnd oh yeah, bitch, I'm unfadable on the mic\nI disrespect you to your face, I -slurp- and then spit on you\nNow cover your head or you're dead, I'm finna shit on you\n\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\n\nI ain't never with that slow dragging because you lose when you lag\nIt's impossible to see me blindfolded in gags\nAnd now I made a vow to never step away from the scene\nAs my lyrics eat away at your flesh like gangrene\nAin't your mama's style, that's how I fold my bandana\nDon't get near, I keep the picture clear like antennas\nFrom Chicago up to L.A. to the Bay, my lyrics spit like a K\nYou're never out of my range, stay out my way\n\nOr suffer the consequences, it's senseless to disrespect\nAfter I twist you, we take a .40 to the neck\nThen they yell, \"Next!\" but it seems no one's stepping up\nYou talk a lot of shit but you was the first nigga to duck\n\nWhat the fuck? Raise up like outsiders in my hood\n\nMake it clearly understood it's never all to the good, nigga\nBeats be bumping every time we spit on 'em\nMe and my nigga Mac down for life, we finna shit on 'em\n\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.79] Jayo Felony\n[00:03.74] And my nigga Mac 1-0\n[00:06.29] Putting it down like it's supposed to be done\n[00:09.37] And I promise you motherfuckers\n[00:11.18] That y'all'll never sleep again\n[00:13.88] So let the games begin\n[00:15.80] As I show you motherfuckers how it's done\n[00:20.33] As I study my memoirs\n[00:21.77] Meaning my recollections of my life to perfection\n[00:24.36] Music is my protection, see\n[00:25.96] I'm staying high off sherm\n[00:27.41] And my only concern is that I keep rolling niggas up like perms\n[00:30.34] I'm quick to creep and keep a scheme, I gots to survive\n[00:33.12] Strive 'cause I never had a 6-1-9 to 5\n[00:35.77] In my life, damn, I've been gaffled way more than twice\n[00:38.11] So when it comes to the slice and dice, I'm nothing nice\n[00:40.75] Nigga, you ready for the slaughter, they out of order\n[00:43.18] I still cripple a stick, choke a brick and drown a drop of water\n[00:46.03] Reporters are running up, asking questions about\n[00:48.39] Motherfuckers I just took out, nigga, don't go that route\n[00:50.85] This is the hold up, hood\n[00:52.06] Any nigga that move, he's done real quick like\n[00:53.81] You need to be thinking about getting your shit tight, right?\n[00:56.28] But at least you can never say I didn't try to warn you\n[00:58.57] Now the whole world's about to know, I'm finna shit on 'em\n[01:01.69] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[01:03.81] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[01:06.40] When we done, you can have 'em\n[01:07.62] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[01:08.59] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[01:10.26] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[01:11.82] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[01:14.03] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[01:16.56] When we done, you can have 'em\n[01:17.80] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[01:18.81] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[01:20.45] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[01:21.60] From the 3-1-0 down to the 6-1-9\n[01:24.24] Mac 10 and Jayo Felony now partners in crime\n[01:26.82] First let's blast these fools before we get tied up\n[01:29.37] Jayo, you drive, so dump out the left while I buck the right side up\n[01:32.21] Now which way should we go? Call one of your homies to meet us\n[01:34.63] Somebody like T-Funk to get rid of the hot heaters\n[01:37.12] I wanna get lit, when I'm high, I'm out of control\n[01:39.43] We can get a stick from this bitch I met at the Super Bowl\n[01:42.01] A straight fiend for that slaughter water when the thirst hit\n[01:44.64] We smoking sherm sticks like you did on your first shit, nigga\n[01:47.58] Mac and Jayo, back to back like squabbers\n[01:49.80] We saying fuck the police and instead doing it like robbers\n[01:52.58] I grab the heat at night and lick these busters like a dyke\n[01:54.78] And oh yeah, bitch, I'm unfadable on the mic\n[01:57.35] I disrespect you to your face, I -slurp- and then spit on you\n[02:00.14] Now cover your head or you're dead, I'm finna shit on you\n[02:02.99] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[02:05.14] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[02:07.61] When we done, you can have 'em\n[02:08.99] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[02:09.95] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[02:11.52] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[02:13.13] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[02:15.34] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[02:17.88] When we done, you can have 'em\n[02:19.15] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[02:20.08] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[02:21.74] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[02:22.34] I ain't never with that slow dragging because you lose when you lag\n[02:25.50] It's impossible to see me blindfolded in gags\n[02:27.89] And now I made a vow to never step away from the scene\n[02:30.55] As my lyrics eat away at your flesh like gangrene\n[02:33.14] Ain't your mama's style, that's how I fold my bandana\n[02:35.71] Don't get near, I keep the picture clear like antennas\n[02:38.23] From Chicago up to L.A. to the Bay, my lyrics spit like a K\n[02:41.36] You're never out of my range, stay out my way\n[02:43.35] Or suffer the consequences, it's senseless to disrespect\n[02:46.35] After I twist you, we take a .40 to the neck\n[02:48.50] Then they yell, \"Next!\" but it seems no one's stepping up\n[02:50.86] You talk a lot of shit but you was the first nigga to duck\n[02:53.50] What the fuck? Raise up like outsiders in my hood\n[02:56.19] Make it clearly understood it's never all to the good, nigga\n[02:58.96] Beats be bumping every time we spit on 'em\n[03:01.18] Me and my nigga Mac down for life, we finna shit on 'em\n[03:04.27] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[03:06.42] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[03:08.92] When we done, you can have 'em\n[03:10.27] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[03:11.16] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[03:12.74] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[03:14.46] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[03:16.61] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[03:19.16] When we done, you can have 'em\n[03:20.48] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[03:21.36] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[03:23.05] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[03:59.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Finna Shit On 'Em\n  artist: Jayo Felony\n  album: Whatcha Gonna Do\n  duration_ms: 239000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Jayo Felony\n  start_ms: 1790\n  end_ms: 3740\n- text: And my nigga Mac 1-0\n  start_ms: 3740\n  end_ms: 6290\n- text: Putting it down like it's supposed to be done\n  start_ms: 6290\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: And I promise you motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 11180\n- text: That y'all'll never sleep again\n  start_ms: 11180\n  end_ms: 13880\n- text: So let the games begin\n  start_ms: 13880\n  end_ms: 15800\n- text: As I show you motherfuckers how it's done\n  start_ms: 15800\n  end_ms: 20330\n- text: As I study my memoirs\n  start_ms: 20330\n  end_ms: 21770\n- text: Meaning my recollections of my life to perfection\n  start_ms: 21770\n  end_ms: 24360\n- text: Music is my protection, see\n  start_ms: 24360\n  end_ms: 25960\n- text: I'm staying high off sherm\n  start_ms: 25960\n  end_ms: 27410\n- text: And my only concern is that I keep rolling niggas up like perms\n  start_ms: 27410\n  end_ms: 30340\n- text: I'm quick to creep and keep a scheme, I gots to survive\n  start_ms: 30340\n  end_ms: 33120\n- text: Strive 'cause I never had a 6-1-9 to 5\n  start_ms: 33120\n  end_ms: 35770\n- text: In my life, damn, I've been gaffled way more than twice\n  start_ms: 35770\n  end_ms: 38110\n- text: So when it comes to the slice and dice, I'm nothing nice\n  start_ms: 38110\n  end_ms: 40750\n- text: Nigga, you ready for the slaughter, they out of order\n  start_ms: 40750\n  end_ms: 43180\n- text: I still cripple a stick, choke a brick and drown a drop of water\n  start_ms: 43180\n  end_ms: 46030\n- text: Reporters are running up, asking questions about\n  start_ms: 46030\n  end_ms: 48390\n- text: Motherfuckers I just took out, nigga, don't go that route\n  start_ms: 48390\n  end_ms: 50850\n- text: This is the hold up, hood\n  start_ms: 50850\n  end_ms: 52060\n- text: Any nigga that move, he's done real quick like\n  start_ms: 52060\n  end_ms: 53810\n- text: You need to be thinking about getting your shit tight, right?\n  start_ms: 53810\n  end_ms: 56280\n- text: But at least you can never say I didn't try to warn you\n  start_ms: 56280\n  end_ms: 58570\n- text: Now the whole world's about to know, I'm finna shit on 'em\n  start_ms: 58570\n  end_ms: 61690\n- text: I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n  start_ms: 61690\n  end_ms: 63810\n- text: Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  start_ms: 63810\n  end_ms: 66400\n- text: When we done, you can have 'em\n  start_ms: 66400\n  end_ms: 67620\n- text: '''Cause punk, we don''t want ''em'\n  start_ms: 67620\n  end_ms: 68590\n- text: It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n  start_ms: 68590\n  end_ms: 70260\n- text: Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n  start_ms: 70260\n  end_ms: 71820\n- text: I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n  start_ms: 71820\n  end_ms: 74030\n- text: Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  start_ms: 74030\n  end_ms: 76560\n- text: When we done, you can have 'em\n  start_ms: 76560\n  end_ms: 77800\n- text: '''Cause punk, we don''t want ''em'\n  start_ms: 77800\n  end_ms: 78810\n- text: It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n  start_ms: 78810\n  end_ms: 80450\n- text: Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n  start_ms: 80450\n  end_ms: 81600\n- text: From the 3-1-0 down to the 6-1-9\n  start_ms: 81600\n  end_ms: 84240\n- text: Mac 10 and Jayo Felony now partners in crime\n  start_ms: 84240\n  end_ms: 86820\n- text: First let's blast these fools before we get tied up\n  start_ms: 86820\n  end_ms: 89370\n- text: Jayo, you drive, so dump out the left while I buck the right side up\n  start_ms: 89370\n  end_ms: 92210\n- text: Now which way should we go? 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Call one of your homies to meet us\n  Somebody like T-Funk to get rid of the hot heaters\n\n  I wanna get lit, when I'm high, I'm out of control\n  We can get a stick from this bitch I met at the Super Bowl\n  A straight fiend for that slaughter water when the thirst hit\n  We smoking sherm sticks like you did on your first shit, nigga\n\n  Mac and Jayo, back to back like squabbers\n  We saying fuck the police and instead doing it like robbers\n\n  I grab the heat at night and lick these busters like a dyke\n  And oh yeah, bitch, I'm unfadable on the mic\n  I disrespect you to your face, I -slurp- and then spit on you\n  Now cover your head or you're dead, I'm finna shit on you\n\n  I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n  Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  When we done, you can have 'em\n  'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n  It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n  Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n  I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\n  Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  When we done, you can have 'em\n  'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n  It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\n  Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n\n  I ain't never with that slow dragging because you lose when you lag\n  It's impossible to see me blindfolded in gags\n  And now I made a vow to never step away from the scene\n  As my lyrics eat away at your flesh like gangrene\n  Ain't your mama's style, that's how I fold my bandana\n  Don't get near, I keep the picture clear like antennas\n  From Chicago up to L.A. to the Bay, my lyrics spit like a K\n  You're never out of my range, stay out my way\n\n  Or suffer the consequences, it's senseless to disrespect\n  After I twist you, we take a .40 to the neck\n  Then they yell, \"Next!\" but it seems no one's stepping up\n  You talk a lot of shit but you was the first nigga to duck\n\n  What the fuck? 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Call one of your homies to meet us\nSomebody like T-Funk to get rid of the hot heaters\n\nI wanna get lit, when I'm high, I'm out of control\nWe can get a stick from this bitch I met at the Super Bowl\nA straight fiend for that slaughter water when the thirst hit\nWe smoking sherm sticks like you did on your first shit, nigga\n\nMac and Jayo, back to back like squabbers\nWe saying fuck the police and instead doing it like robbers\n\nI grab the heat at night and lick these busters like a dyke\nAnd oh yeah, bitch, I'm unfadable on the mic\nI disrespect you to your face, I -slurp- and then spit on you\nNow cover your head or you're dead, I'm finna shit on you\n\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\n\nI ain't never with that slow dragging because you lose when you lag\nIt's impossible to see me blindfolded in gags\nAnd now I made a vow to never step away from the scene\nAs my lyrics eat away at your flesh like gangrene\nAin't your mama's style, that's how I fold my bandana\nDon't get near, I keep the picture clear like antennas\nFrom Chicago up to L.A. to the Bay, my lyrics spit like a K\nYou're never out of my range, stay out my way\n\nOr suffer the consequences, it's senseless to disrespect\nAfter I twist you, we take a .40 to the neck\nThen they yell, \"Next!\" but it seems no one's stepping up\nYou talk a lot of shit but you was the first nigga to duck\n\nWhat the fuck? Raise up like outsiders in my hood\n\nMake it clearly understood it's never all to the good, nigga\nBeats be bumping every time we spit on 'em\nMe and my nigga Mac down for life, we finna shit on 'em\n\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em\nI'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\nBitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\nWhen we done, you can have 'em\n'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\nIt's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\nNigga, we finna shit on 'em","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.79] Jayo Felony\n[00:03.74] And my nigga Mac 1-0\n[00:06.29] Putting it down like it's supposed to be done\n[00:09.37] And I promise you motherfuckers\n[00:11.18] That y'all'll never sleep again\n[00:13.88] So let the games begin\n[00:15.80] As I show you motherfuckers how it's done\n[00:20.33] As I study my memoirs\n[00:21.77] Meaning my recollections of my life to perfection\n[00:24.36] Music is my protection, see\n[00:25.96] I'm staying high off sherm\n[00:27.41] And my only concern is that I keep rolling niggas up like perms\n[00:30.34] I'm quick to creep and keep a scheme, I gots to survive\n[00:33.12] Strive 'cause I never had a 6-1-9 to 5\n[00:35.77] In my life, damn, I've been gaffled way more than twice\n[00:38.11] So when it comes to the slice and dice, I'm nothing nice\n[00:40.75] Nigga, you ready for the slaughter, they out of order\n[00:43.18] I still cripple a stick, choke a brick and drown a drop of water\n[00:46.03] Reporters are running up, asking questions about\n[00:48.39] Motherfuckers I just took out, nigga, don't go that route\n[00:50.85] This is the hold up, hood\n[00:52.06] Any nigga that move, he's done real quick like\n[00:53.81] You need to be thinking about getting your shit tight, right?\n[00:56.28] But at least you can never say I didn't try to warn you\n[00:58.57] Now the whole world's about to know, I'm finna shit on 'em\n[01:01.69] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[01:03.81] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[01:06.40] When we done, you can have 'em\n[01:07.62] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[01:08.59] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[01:10.26] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[01:11.82] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[01:14.03] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[01:16.56] When we done, you can have 'em\n[01:17.80] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[01:18.81] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[01:20.45] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[01:21.60] From the 3-1-0 down to the 6-1-9\n[01:24.24] Mac 10 and Jayo Felony now partners in crime\n[01:26.82] First let's blast these fools before we get tied up\n[01:29.37] Jayo, you drive, so dump out the left while I buck the right side up\n[01:32.21] Now which way should we go? Call one of your homies to meet us\n[01:34.63] Somebody like T-Funk to get rid of the hot heaters\n[01:37.12] I wanna get lit, when I'm high, I'm out of control\n[01:39.43] We can get a stick from this bitch I met at the Super Bowl\n[01:42.01] A straight fiend for that slaughter water when the thirst hit\n[01:44.64] We smoking sherm sticks like you did on your first shit, nigga\n[01:47.58] Mac and Jayo, back to back like squabbers\n[01:49.80] We saying fuck the police and instead doing it like robbers\n[01:52.58] I grab the heat at night and lick these busters like a dyke\n[01:54.78] And oh yeah, bitch, I'm unfadable on the mic\n[01:57.35] I disrespect you to your face, I -slurp- and then spit on you\n[02:00.14] Now cover your head or you're dead, I'm finna shit on you\n[02:02.99] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[02:05.14] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[02:07.61] When we done, you can have 'em\n[02:08.99] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[02:09.95] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[02:11.52] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[02:13.13] I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n[02:15.34] Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n[02:17.88] When we done, you can have 'em\n[02:19.15] 'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n[02:20.08] It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n[02:21.74] Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n[02:22.34] I ain't never with that slow dragging because you lose when you lag\n[02:25.50] It's impossible to see me blindfolded in gags\n[02:27.89] And now I made a vow to never step away from the scene\n[02:30.55] As my lyrics eat away at your flesh like gangrene\n[02:33.14] Ain't your mama's style, that's how I fold my bandana\n[02:35.71] Don't get near, I keep the picture clear like antennas\n[02:38.23] From Chicago up to L.A. to the Bay, my lyrics spit like a K\n[02:41.36] You're never out of my range, stay out my way\n[02:43.35] Or suffer the consequences, it's senseless to disrespect\n[02:46.35] After I twist you, we take a .40 to the neck\n[02:48.50] Then they yell, \"Next!\" but it seems no one's stepping up\n[02:50.86] You talk a lot of shit but you was the first nigga to duck\n[02:53.50] What the fuck? 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Call one of your homies to meet us\n  Somebody like T-Funk to get rid of the hot heaters\n\n  I wanna get lit, when I'm high, I'm out of control\n  We can get a stick from this bitch I met at the Super Bowl\n  A straight fiend for that slaughter water when the thirst hit\n  We smoking sherm sticks like you did on your first shit, nigga\n\n  Mac and Jayo, back to back like squabbers\n  We saying fuck the police and instead doing it like robbers\n\n  I grab the heat at night and lick these busters like a dyke\n  And oh yeah, bitch, I'm unfadable on the mic\n  I disrespect you to your face, I -slurp- and then spit on you\n  Now cover your head or you're dead, I'm finna shit on you\n\n  I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n  Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  When we done, you can have 'em\n  'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n  It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n  Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n  I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\n  Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  When we done, you can have 'em\n  'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n  It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\n  Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n\n  I ain't never with that slow dragging because you lose when you lag\n  It's impossible to see me blindfolded in gags\n  And now I made a vow to never step away from the scene\n  As my lyrics eat away at your flesh like gangrene\n  Ain't your mama's style, that's how I fold my bandana\n  Don't get near, I keep the picture clear like antennas\n  From Chicago up to L.A. to the Bay, my lyrics spit like a K\n  You're never out of my range, stay out my way\n\n  Or suffer the consequences, it's senseless to disrespect\n  After I twist you, we take a .40 to the neck\n  Then they yell, \"Next!\" but it seems no one's stepping up\n  You talk a lot of shit but you was the first nigga to duck\n\n  What the fuck? Raise up like outsiders in my hood\n\n  Make it clearly understood it's never all to the good, nigga\n  Beats be bumping every time we spit on 'em\n  Me and my nigga Mac down for life, we finna shit on 'em\n\n  I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n  Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  When we done, you can have 'em\n  'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n  It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n  Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n  I'm hard on my hoes, that's how it goes\n\n  Bitch, get up off your toes and get my 6-4\n  When we done, you can have 'em\n  'Cause punk, we don't want 'em\n  It's Bullet Loc and Mac 10\n\n  Nigga, we finna shit on 'em\n"}]