Ammo - Get Back lyrics

***Also appears on Tragedy Khadafi - Thug Matrix II - The Fugitive (Prodigy) Know sometimes you just got to show n***as how you do things That sh** hurt . . .time will tell like my n***a Illa Ghee always said I love all my n***as, I swear cross my heart hope to die (alright) Hear me out, put a bullet in your mind (Prodigy Verse) Yo thun they caught me from the blind side me the Pee The one who spread love, me I never sh** on my peeps I never left my dogs out in the cold I extended my hand with compa**ion, you extended yours in war Cool f** it, y'all snakey mother f**ers Gonna learn how this n***a rock quiet storm n***as Leave you shot for dead, n***a I'll rot your flesh By myself come for delf and just pop your head Now have a good night you snake skin ba*tard See you at the crossroads f*ggot And in the mean time and in between time Pee will be layed up with more shines, more dollars for more nines More boxes of talons to put in your spine You cross me n***a you lost your mind Scratch that you never knew from the start So I forgive you, after you die squirmish, shots burneth (Prodigy Hook:) Thun the get back, is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that sh** you pulled I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode Thun the get back (yeah), is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that sh** you did Two wrongs don't make it right, it make it even b*tch (Ammo Verse) Son we chose life fast, and n***as kept stuntin' Had to show our a** straight up explode right fast It sounds cold but we roll like that Rippin' rats finished off our path, we was close like that All them nights that we threw back yak Who would thought he do me like that straight leave me flat n***as ain't never feed me black, wanna see me clap Blood filling up the cement crack Straight snakes and I resent that I fall back try to prevent that Try not to be bent at, foul atmosphere Stunning what's happening here Got me 'bout to dumb out dumping out Macs in here n***as catch a hot one, f**ing with Am this year Wet every man in here vengence lost my senses Y'all start quarrels I end it And show up at your wake full of sorrow pretending To blend in (Prodigy Hook:) Thun the get back, is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that sh** you pulled I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode Thun the get back (yeah), is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that sh** you did Two wrongs don't make it right, it make it even b*tch (Tragedy Khadafi Verse) Yo I blow holes in ?moschinos?, splash n***as in they mink ?stoles? Down to their Kenneth Coles, f** model b**hes center fold Never love a ho, you got guns let it go my n***a let it blow And what had k**ed you is what you don't know It's two-five goodfellas gettin' dough Yo my mom chose dope made love to the needle I caught 'em f**in numerous times and turned evil Back in '89 you can say I'm trapped in tme Still thirsty like a little n***a dying to sihne Baby moms said I got issues, too many problems I rock timbs 'til my socks turn orange Do a n***a dirty, relate to the unworthy A young G with Q-T and black shirty I've been nice since lee pin stripes and britsh knights Fore' building razor tag and sword fights n***as see the light when they start losing pints You can die by the gun or the knife And I'm nice with both, coming at me with the wrong approach Don't make me Arab neck tie your throat, you b**h n***a!! (Prodigy Hook: To Fade) Thun the get back, is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that sh** you pulled I don't respect your gangsta my guns explode Thun the get back (yeah), is so sweet The taste of revenge your blood on the street It's called payback for that sh** you did Two wrongs don't make it right, it make it even b*tch