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Worldwide Gunnin' (Explicit) - WC
Written by：WC
I can't take it no more
F**k you n**gas
F**k you b**ches
F**k this rap sh*t
N**ga don't ask me for sh*t
I'm sick of all the cameras
F**k all you scavengers
Punk a** record labels
Scandalous a** managers
I'll take this microphone and slam it
B**ch I ain't no rapper h** I'm the hoodsta wit the talent
Shaddy a** f**k I'll take that a** for the scrilla
Stab you in the neck wit a rusty pair of scissors
Tie your kids to your ankels watch you sweat and quiver
F**k you in the a** wit a coat hanger n**ga
Wit no compression for you groupies at all
I'll bite yo' nipples off
And throw you in a tub of rubbin alcohol
F**k all ya'll
My mado for 98
I'm lettin n**gas have it
Makin the finest b**ches toss my salad
Salty nutts is all I'm givin
All heel the shadiest one that n**ga Dub has arisen
Every world wide gunnin
Put yo' Zigs in air
When it comes to janky sh*t we runnin'
Hold that sh*t
Light that sh*t
Smoke it
When it comes to puttin this ruggish sh*t
Down yo' I'm the locest
And to the b**ches
Skinny b**ches
Fat b**ches
Big b**ches thinkin ya'll could get wit this 9 inches
Outlastin me you must be jokin
H** I'll leave you on the floor
Bleedin wit yo p**sy busted open
4 play's for suckers
I'll spit a loogy in your p**sy
F**k you wit this dirty rubber
A** cheaks get smacked clapped waxed and smacked
F**k a bed I'm leavin carpet burns all on your back
You ain't ready for a pro you still a rookie
B**ch me f**kin' you
Is like stickin razor blades in your p**sy
Big b**ches I'm tackelin and dick stabbin I'm serious
I'm even runnin red lights diggin you on your period
F**k a n**ga I'm talkin Motel 6
A tall can and a big black ashy dick
Let them other n**gas treat you
Feed you take you home
I just wanna get a pee on
And get up and I'm gone
Every world wide gunnin
Put yo' Zigs in air
When it comes to janky sh*t we runnin'
Hold that sh*t
Light that sh*t
Smoke it
When it comes to puttin this ruggish sh*t
Down yo' I'm the locest
Every world wide gunnin
Put yo' Zigs in air
When it comes to janky sh*t we runnin'
Hold that sh*t
Light that sh*t
Smoke it
When it comes to puttin this ruggish sh*t
Down yo' I'm the locest
Run n**gas run
N**gas better strap up and pack up
Or get slapped 'cuz here I come who
The p**sy banger dice slanger still janky
Jumpin out the Coupe wit a hand full of bloody fangers
And this b**ch I'm strangelin
Heaters I'm swangin the barrel jumpin off
H double O D S T A claimin
And ya'll know I'm famous
To all you b**ch politicians what's crackin
I'll greet you all wit that duce finger thumb action
To all my enemies who wanna get close to me
Choke me smoke me
I'll pray to the Lord you all eat sh*t and die slowly
You n**gas can't fade me face it my sh*t bangs
When it comes to puttin this gangsta sh*t I comes to reign
F**k this industry I run wit Tune's and CJ
'Cuz 999 of you n**gas is straight gay
One night here comes the hoodsta back up
And I clowns puttin the gunanunna
Runninunrunnin these n**gas down
Every world wide gunnin
Put yo' Zigs in air
When it comes to janky sh*t we runnin'
Hold that sh*t
Light that sh*t
Smoke it
When it comes to puttin this ruggish sh*t
Down yo' I'm the locest
Every world wide gunnin
Put yo' Zigs in air
When it comes to janky sh*t we runnin'
Hold that sh*t
Light that sh*t
Smoke it
When it comes to puttin this ruggish sh*t
Down yo' I'm the locest
Uh
That's right
F**k all ya'll
B**ch
Ya'll still can't fade it
WC
Muthaf**ka
F**k all ya'll
