The Boss, you
I'm to getcha (Yeah) Tonight when you creepin' steady but quick I'm here to tell 'em that B ain't no petty You run up, you're gettin' stuck was goin' through your mind When you over Boss, you could ever fuck? (You ever fuck)
So nut up, is I'ma drop fat gun blast In the in that ass if I find 'em I got 'em Takin' cover from the killin' and body is The only motherfuckin' I'm fillin' (Yea) The spunk villain kill forty by the neck
And it's kept on a ninety degree For me and my, diggy D O G's, doin' dirt with got with that, niggaz can't fuck wit deez (Can't wit deez) Bitches pimpin' ain't no simps, and so the gang ain't simpin'
It's a bitch thang and to this one how I figure From six deep you push daisies nd that ain't no maybe, nigga So step in my set and get yo' ass up I hitcha (How you comin'?) I'm to getcha
Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Yo, she's to get ya
and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Yo, she's to get ya, kick it
There they go down the block, got the cocked Here we come straight in from the streets Of the boondocks, mo' than just a little go punks down then bailin' back to the vehicle
Then that's when heads start swellin', you ain't been Somebody fuckin' tell 'em 'bout the motherfuckin' misfits Out on that other shit, goin' all out and doin' dirt on the killin' tip (Much dirt) So save the rest for the nigga
I was born to start trouble so they me a gravedigger And if the five-oh step, that's when I another Twenty question askin' punk cop (Yeah) Don't make move before you think
And fuck the judge, the jury and the precinct So you can see the total Watch your 'cause the fact is that is like comin' to get
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and runnin' and and comin' to getcha Yo, she's to get ya
Now check one two, E the flu Funky the style, some say I'm buckwild But step off and check out the You suckers and motherfuckers (Yo, she's to getcha)
See, most bitches fit In the category of a criminal paid (Yeah) Where up is manditory Where fallin' but the motherfuckin' rain
And nothing's changed but the 'Cause life in the ghetto still gettin' no better I'm a knot fo' a knot, throwin' heavy hits Then you why it's yo' ass that I'm comin' to get
'Cause I got I simply took a crook that takes it to the limit Life's already a bitch, me in it I commence to make dollars and sense, lead Only evidence, another ditch another dead
If you a homie cap peeled if you play Never stay long anyway, fuck it See some be throwin' for That mean on some night
I'll yo' ass out with just one shot So when you duck from the I won't give a fuck You shoulda died before they I'm to getcha
and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to Yo, she's to get ya
Runnin' and runnin' and gunnin' and to getcha and runnin' and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Runnin' and and gunnin' and comin' to getcha Yo, comin' to get ya