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Ant Banks
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Packin' A Gun
Lyricist:Banks Anthony, Gooden Ramon Russell, Jordan Stuart R, Patterson Lorenzo Jerald, Wright Eric, Young Andre Romell
Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
Let me drop it on the one, heheh Yeah Real smooth youknowhatI'msayin'?
If you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, just get in the groove (Never leave the pad without packin' a gun) And if you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, let it get into you
Yeah, check it Well, let me hit it like this, fool Ant Banks is back Still comin' way tight, straight gangsta mack You see the bitches know I'm loaded, smooth as a poet
Droppin' shit like a pigeon just to let you suckers know it's The grip that I clock that makes the hoes jock And niggaz get to trippin', and talkin' hella shit and Don't you know your bluffin' ain't enough you see
That all you mark motherfuckers can't fuck with me So bring it on cause I got something for ya Mac-10 strong, smoke that ass like doja Break that ass off, until I leave yo' ass broke I'm icin' like Tyson boy I ain't no joke
A lot of niggaz now think they made of steel Too tough to get took, and that's for real But let me tell you like Short nigga, that's your life 'Cause niggaz I know get took every night
Tryin' to show out and look good for the hoes But everybody knows how the story goes The bitches ain't shit 'cause they all into gafflin' Break a hoe jaw, and I might start laughin'
That's how it is so you better play it safe And get you a gat in a smooth ass place And you will never trip when you're tryin' to have fun But nigga you should never leave the pad without packin' a gun
If you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, just get in the groove And if you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, let it get into you Never leave the pad without packin' a gun Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Slap the hand boom boom Put a cap smooth in that ass I want you to just slap the hand boom Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
Late night trippin' on a Saturday night Hangin' at the Uptown, hoes is tight Thinkin' to myself, 'Yeah, I'm finsta make a come-up' I'm doin' the first tramp bitch that wanna run up
Seen a little tight one, the bitch said, 'Hey' Rushed that ass to the store and got the Tanqueray Pulled over to the side, now I'm cold on the mission Threw the bitch in the back and put that ass in position
Baby broke me off, ooh somethin' kinda proper Bitch was so tight, I didn't wanna stop her Now a nigga trippin', sippin' on gin Drunk as fuck, and out comes her boyfriend
Time to call it quits, 'cause the fool might trip But the nigga shoulda known that a bitch ain't shit He reached for the do', now I got him in focus .380 on that ass, now his life is like hopeless
All over one little stupid dookie bitch With a funky ass cock and some juicy ass lips But I never trip when I'm tryin' to have Yeah, nigga now I never leave the pad without packin' a gun
If you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, just get in the groove And if you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, let it get into you Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
Slap the hand boom boom Put a cap smooth in that ass I want you to just slap the hand boom Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
Yeah ahh, much props to the motherfuckin' Dangerous Crew nigga YouknowhatI'msayin'?
If you think this shit is funky Don't be a punk, nigga, just get in the groove Never leave the pad without packin' a gun
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