Who Ya Gonna Shoot Wit That Lyrics
| Song | Who Ya Gonna Shoot Wit That |
| Artist | Da Lench Mob |
| Album | Guerillas in tha Mist |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ice Cube, J-Dee, Rashad | |
| "I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| [J-Dee] | |
| I heard you had beef on your block | |
| so you bought you a Glock, the one with the 17 shots | |
| Nicknamed Smith & Wesson | |
| Gonna teach them punks on your blocks a little lesson | |
| But, who you gon' shoot with that, homey? | |
| You'd rather blast an original instead of a phony | |
| Chewin' macaroni, you don't even know me | |
| And why does your gun say, 'Niggaz only'? | |
| But you need to get an angle on an anglo | |
| I mean shoot your bucks at the Ku Klux | |
| Got your gat, but you ain't thinkin of 'em | |
| 'Cause deep inside, I know you love 'em | |
| Point your gat at me and I'll blast ya | |
| But first I gotta ask ya.. | |
| Fool, who you talkin to? | |
| What you gotta ask me? | |
| [Cube] | |
| But first I gotta ask ya.. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Who ya gonna who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Who ya gonna who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Yo man, whassup with the jack move fool? | |
| I ain't got no money man! | |
| What you aimin' that pistol at me for man? | |
| Ay man, why don't you go on with that? | |
| Go up to Beverly Hills or somethin | |
| "I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| [J-Dee] | |
| I'm drivin down the street, and I ain't got much more than you | |
| but you still wanna jack for my six-two | |
| Impala, it's all about the dollar | |
| You claim you're gonna bust if I holler | |
| Don't say nuttin as I jump out | |
| But why you gotta blast me, before you stomp out? | |
| Start runnin' cause I'm terrified | |
| Two shots from his gat made me realize | |
| You woulda let me through if I was a caucasian | |
| a jew or an asian | |
| But I see you wanna do me, do me | |
| Is it 'cause, I'm black as you be? | |
| Don't talk about a rep to me | |
| 'Cause deep inside, I know you're white as a deputy | |
| Sold my car and bought a brand new gat | |
| Punk, but who you gon' shoot with that? | |
| Chorus + J-Dee (line 4) | |
| [J-Dee] | |
| I hope they find your ass dead in a trunk! | |
| "I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| Hey yo man, I just got jacked man | |
| They always talkin that black on black crime man | |
| I'm fin' to go put in some work man | |
| "I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| [J-Dee] | |
| Now it's time to trip | |
| This fool done caught me slippin and he jacked me | |
| I'm off to the house to take my pistol and my khakis | |
| Never ever thought I would get, got | |
| So I grabbed the fo'-fo' with the thirteen shots | |
| Hunted him down like an animal | |
| Caught his ass slippin with a scadalous hoe | |
| I crept up behind him, put my hands around his mouth | |
| Fo'-fo' to the dome, yo punk we breakin' out | |
| I ducked in the alley off the boulevard | |
| Jumped in the back, trailed by one car | |
| I'm thinkin to myself I can't kill him he's a brother | |
| even though he keeps robbin, and stealin from my mother | |
| He's lookin in my eyes, he's gazin at my gat | |
| And then he said, "Who you gon' shoot with.." {*BLAM*} | |
| [Cube] | |
| Sit Boo-Boo, sit.. |
| zuo ci : Ice Cube, JDee, Rashad | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| JDee | |
| I heard you had beef on your block | |
| so you bought you a Glock, the one with the 17 shots | |
| Nicknamed Smith Wesson | |
| Gonna teach them punks on your blocks a little lesson | |
| But, who you gon' shoot with that, homey? | |
| You' d rather blast an original instead of a phony | |
| Chewin' macaroni, you don' t even know me | |
| And why does your gun say, ' Niggaz only'? | |
| But you need to get an angle on an anglo | |
| I mean shoot your bucks at the Ku Klux | |
| Got your gat, but you ain' t thinkin of ' em | |
| ' Cause deep inside, I know you love ' em | |
| Point your gat at me and I' ll blast ya | |
| But first I gotta ask ya.. | |
| Fool, who you talkin to? | |
| What you gotta ask me? | |
| Cube | |
| But first I gotta ask ya.. | |
| Chorus | |
| Who ya gonna who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Who ya gonna who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Yo man, whassup with the jack move fool? | |
| I ain' t got no money man! | |
| What you aimin' that pistol at me for man? | |
| Ay man, why don' t you go on with that? | |
| Go up to Beverly Hills or somethin | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| JDee | |
| I' m drivin down the street, and I ain' t got much more than you | |
| but you still wanna jack for my sixtwo | |
| Impala, it' s all about the dollar | |
| You claim you' re gonna bust if I holler | |
| Don' t say nuttin as I jump out | |
| But why you gotta blast me, before you stomp out? | |
| Start runnin' cause I' m terrified | |
| Two shots from his gat made me realize | |
| You woulda let me through if I was a caucasian | |
| a jew or an asian | |
| But I see you wanna do me, do me | |
| Is it ' cause, I' m black as you be? | |
| Don' t talk about a rep to me | |
| ' Cause deep inside, I know you' re white as a deputy | |
| Sold my car and bought a brand new gat | |
| Punk, but who you gon' shoot with that? | |
| Chorus JDee line 4 | |
| JDee | |
| I hope they find your ass dead in a trunk! | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| Hey yo man, I just got jacked man | |
| They always talkin that black on black crime man | |
| I' m fin' to go put in some work man | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| JDee | |
| Now it' s time to trip | |
| This fool done caught me slippin and he jacked me | |
| I' m off to the house to take my pistol and my khakis | |
| Never ever thought I would get, got | |
| So I grabbed the fo' fo' with the thirteen shots | |
| Hunted him down like an animal | |
| Caught his ass slippin with a scadalous hoe | |
| I crept up behind him, put my hands around his mouth | |
| Fo' fo' to the dome, yo punk we breakin' out | |
| I ducked in the alley off the boulevard | |
| Jumped in the back, trailed by one car | |
| I' m thinkin to myself I can' t kill him he' s a brother | |
| even though he keeps robbin, and stealin from my mother | |
| He' s lookin in my eyes, he' s gazin at my gat | |
| And then he said, " Who you gon' shoot with.." BLAM | |
| Cube | |
| Sit BooBoo, sit.. |
| zuò cí : Ice Cube, JDee, Rashad | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| JDee | |
| I heard you had beef on your block | |
| so you bought you a Glock, the one with the 17 shots | |
| Nicknamed Smith Wesson | |
| Gonna teach them punks on your blocks a little lesson | |
| But, who you gon' shoot with that, homey? | |
| You' d rather blast an original instead of a phony | |
| Chewin' macaroni, you don' t even know me | |
| And why does your gun say, ' Niggaz only'? | |
| But you need to get an angle on an anglo | |
| I mean shoot your bucks at the Ku Klux | |
| Got your gat, but you ain' t thinkin of ' em | |
| ' Cause deep inside, I know you love ' em | |
| Point your gat at me and I' ll blast ya | |
| But first I gotta ask ya.. | |
| Fool, who you talkin to? | |
| What you gotta ask me? | |
| Cube | |
| But first I gotta ask ya.. | |
| Chorus | |
| Who ya gonna who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Who ya gonna who ya gonna shoot wit that, punk? | |
| Yo man, whassup with the jack move fool? | |
| I ain' t got no money man! | |
| What you aimin' that pistol at me for man? | |
| Ay man, why don' t you go on with that? | |
| Go up to Beverly Hills or somethin | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| JDee | |
| I' m drivin down the street, and I ain' t got much more than you | |
| but you still wanna jack for my sixtwo | |
| Impala, it' s all about the dollar | |
| You claim you' re gonna bust if I holler | |
| Don' t say nuttin as I jump out | |
| But why you gotta blast me, before you stomp out? | |
| Start runnin' cause I' m terrified | |
| Two shots from his gat made me realize | |
| You woulda let me through if I was a caucasian | |
| a jew or an asian | |
| But I see you wanna do me, do me | |
| Is it ' cause, I' m black as you be? | |
| Don' t talk about a rep to me | |
| ' Cause deep inside, I know you' re white as a deputy | |
| Sold my car and bought a brand new gat | |
| Punk, but who you gon' shoot with that? | |
| Chorus JDee line 4 | |
| JDee | |
| I hope they find your ass dead in a trunk! | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| Hey yo man, I just got jacked man | |
| They always talkin that black on black crime man | |
| I' m fin' to go put in some work man | |
| " I am pleased, to have the opportunity to discuss, | |
| your new gun with you." | |
| JDee | |
| Now it' s time to trip | |
| This fool done caught me slippin and he jacked me | |
| I' m off to the house to take my pistol and my khakis | |
| Never ever thought I would get, got | |
| So I grabbed the fo' fo' with the thirteen shots | |
| Hunted him down like an animal | |
| Caught his ass slippin with a scadalous hoe | |
| I crept up behind him, put my hands around his mouth | |
| Fo' fo' to the dome, yo punk we breakin' out | |
| I ducked in the alley off the boulevard | |
| Jumped in the back, trailed by one car | |
| I' m thinkin to myself I can' t kill him he' s a brother | |
| even though he keeps robbin, and stealin from my mother | |
| He' s lookin in my eyes, he' s gazin at my gat | |
| And then he said, " Who you gon' shoot with.." BLAM | |
| Cube | |
| Sit BooBoo, sit.. |
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