Go For Your Guns

Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo

"Get down let's see your hands see your hands!



Let's see your hands everybody hands!



Everybody let's see some hands! Huh?



Don't nobody move!



Don't get out of the car stay where you're at"




Verse One:




Niggaz in the street that I dislike



You better get this right



These days what the fuck is a fist fight



Picture me puttin niggaz in headlocks



When I can lick off shots and put they ass in a box



Cause if you steppin to me tryin to throw a right hook



You're just lookin to get your motherfuckin life took



Cause I can't wait to be a niggaz fate



So while you lift weights, I'm liftin lite-ass nickel plates



So if you wanna misbehave nigga



I'll have to kick it to the motherfuckin grave digger



Yeah motherfucker you heard it



Doin all that rope-a-dope shit, nope, your dopey-ass murdered



Niggaz'll be the Karate Kid



But I'll be in prison doin a motherfuckin body-bid



So you can take all that Rocky shit home



Sylvester Stallone ain't shit against Al Capone



Cause I ain't got no patience or energy



for motherfuckers and punk-ass suckers that wanna injure me



Step up and play me like I'm soft



Bitch I don't knock motherfuckers out, I'm knockin motherfuckers off



Leavin the scene like Machine Gun Kelly



Two to the head about four cross the belly



Steady givin niggaz the runs



Fuckin clam put your fists down and go for your guns




"Alright, on the ground, face down face down on the ground



Get on the ground



Hands behind your head"




"So, so what are you gonna do?



Beat-beat the crap out of me?" NO!




Verse Two:




You punk-ass nigg