Lyrics

Let's get right to the issue The difference between what a pistol and a fist do A fist will prove your manhood A pistol will prove you can't fight and only your man would Good, I was down for some duck hunting Y'all don't want nuttin' while they jumped up fronting like You ready to play mister tough You can still get snuffed when the fifth is tucked Listen, I [?] but the fifty two salute slap box Him on top of the roof and now I gotta prove how Shooting a gun don't make you the one Plus the nine got a mind of its own and won't bun Hold up son, I know you had a fight before Yeah, last year you was right on the floor And your jaw was the main topic of the hoods discussion Now you hoping that you good with bussin', that's nothing They don't use fists now they gotta use clips On streets now all I see is this Everybody got something to bust But if you real then you will knuckle up (That's what's up!) They don't use fists now they gotta use clips On streets now all I see is this Everybody got something to bust But if you real then you will knuckle up (That's what's up!) Everybody wanna pop or pop off Til them trucks come and them bodies dropped or dropped off Y'all are fucked if y'all think y'all lost If you don't come with a Glock or a shot to pop off What's false? False is when you act like the boss And you wind up smacked up and told get lost You couldn't box if your arms was long enough To guard your face, ah nah not the waist Hold up, lemme take a guess, you packing? Or you acting like you strapped in? Slap him That's when I'll be in the back just laughing You a joke and a headache so pass me a aspirin This ain't a fight, this fashion, let me ask him Why instead of knuckling up you ducking and blasting? They don't use fists now they gotta use clips On streets now all I see is this Everybody got something to bust But if you real then you will knuckle up (That's what's up!) They don't use fists now they gotta use clips On streets now all I see is this Everybody got something to bust But if you real then you will knuckle up (That's what's up!) My little man had a fair one All I seen is shorty pull a taped up flare gun Everybody was jetting In the lobby they stepped to shorty yo somebody is wetting But no, he only stunting with that fake gat My man Jeff threw the left like "take that" Even as an adolescent He was known for a left, no need to stress the Mac-11 Got every reverand in the church like look The way you know the hook, know the good book To slow you up, I know what up he ain't butt but You better settle down if you wanna grow up cause Nowadays niggas got foul ways Shit hey, my little man Jay was shot by a stray Yeah not in his face but right in his back Your knuckle game ain't right and exact If you come right with a strap Think about that They don't use fists now they gotta use clips On streets now all I see is this Everybody got something to bust But if you real then you will knuckle up (That's what's up!) They don't use fists now they gotta use clips On streets now all I see is this Everybody got something to bust But if you real then you will knuckle up (That's what's up!)
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