Orange Box Cutter

Lyrics

[Verse 1] All that shootin', nobody got shot All that lootin', nobody got guap Nigga with the A, nigga with the E-R Fuck how you sayin', I spray at you in the ER I used to be nice to rappers No more Mr. Nice Guy, I don't like these rappers Hate dummies spittin' darts when the God speak Take money, I'm be grant you a heart beat Respect my office hours Reach for the 'sket and off the coward I'm married to the game, make the best man send a Shot that goes zoom like an X-Clan member Ya'll niggas fuck around with rap I don't fuck around, I'll fuck around and pound your hat Ruck around to diminish you dumb bastards Bucktown, the Originoo Gun Clappaz, P Fuck outta here