Throw Ya Gunz

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Onyx - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Throw Ya Gunz

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[Intro: Fredro, Suavé & Sticky Fingaz] Take 'em up, take 'em out, bring 'em out dead Shine 'em up, shine 'em up, shine a bald head One gun, two gun, three gun, four You're mine, it's all about crime Onyx! Onyx! [Verse 1: Fredro] It's time to get live, live, live like a wire I set a whole choir on fire (Uh) Well done on the grill, Chyskillz kills The no frills that try to diss me, they get crispy (Ha, ha-ha-ha, and we do it like this) And that, get back I attack tracks 'Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care (Yeah) Beware the bald heads, the dreads dead if they dare (Ooh) Stick ups assassin,' tracks a new reaction (These fuckin' niggas shoulda made the All-Madden) Onyx is wreckin' shit, slip slide step quick Super on the tenant, the kids crash like a rented The shit they write is black and white, well mine's got Mad color, ain't that right my blunt brother? (Word up! Raze it up! We do it with the crew that don't give a fuck) [Bridge: Fredro, Suavé & Sticky Fingaz] So throw ya gunz in the air Throw ya gunz in the air Buck buck like ya don't care [Verse 2: Suavé] Uh oh, heads up! 'Cause we droppin' some shit on ya now Chyskillz, Onyx, Tec-9 for a while Keep ya eyes open in a fight, I'm a swell 'em The hardcore style, rowdy and wild hits I'ma sell 'em (Sell 'em) To all competition slide back then listen I'm kickin' all that shit to the doormat Claimin' this domain, cause mad pains Bloodstains, long-range (Cock gats!) Crazy clips, I sink ships, cut faces like a pirate I've never caught a slug for the mad shit that I did (Heard?) You got the word so observe I shatter and splatter bodies and bones and bust nerves (Open) I always leave my barrel smokin' [Chorus: Fredro, Suavé & Sticky Fingaz] Throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck buck like ya just don't care [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] I hate your fuckin' guts, and I hope that you die (Uh) Sticky Fingaz' name and my life is a lie Plus I'm havin' a bad day so stay outta my way (And what the pistol packin' people say ya better obey) Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime Rip my heart out my chest, put it right into a rhyme (Yeah) I don't feel pain 'cause it's all in the mind And what's mines is mines, and yours is mine Don't fuckin' blink or I'ma rob yo' ass blind Onyx, is rippin' shit, I got the Tec-9 So what the bomboclaat, boy, buck-buck, buck-buck It's a catastrophe, fuckin' with me G I'm a bald head with a knife I want your money or your life So, so, so, so [Chorus: Fredro, Suavé & Sticky Fingaz] Throw ya gunz in the air And buck-buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck-buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck-buck like ya just don't care Just throw ya gunz in the air And buck-buck like ya just don't care [Outro: Sticky Fingaz, Suavé & Fredro] We the motherfuckin' Onyx! And we don't give a flying motherfuckin' fuck Ayyo, DS, man, we gonna Come get you out of jail man, fuck that Ayyo, Big DS, we comin,' man, we comin' We got the bail! We got the bail! We gonna break you out man, fuck that (Yeah) We the fuck up out of this piece

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Credits

Writers
  • Fredro Starr
  • Sticky Fingaz
  • Sonny Seeza
  • Chyskillz