Lick a Shot

(Now hear dis All original rudeboy) Lick a shot! Ow! Comin' at ya Fire! Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah, Zip-a-Dee-Ay My oh my, wanna get that punk with my AK Then get on the way On a mission, puffin' on a fat ass J Prude! You can't hang Flashback on the skills when I used to bang On the corner, I'll warn ya Gonna roll on ya Fool, hit ya with a golden rule Don't turn your back on the street When I hit that corner, feel the concrete If ya push that button like nothin' Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden Blastin' at these fools with a passion Look at the Glock when it's time for some action Let the gat hum Lick a shot! So I let the gat hum Let the gat hum Lick a shot! So I let the gat hum Sunday morning, wake up, it's stormin' Raindrops fallin' on my head, it's pourin' Cats and dogs, pigs in a wagon Lookin' for the Afro, one that's saggin' Scooby-Doo, and fucked down too Ploy me, don't let your punk ass try me Gonna take more Than you better call your backup team And wait for your crew I'm the one flippin' Keepin' the clip on my hip and Just watch your back if you're slippin' Ooh, where did that .22 come from? When the bullet passed through my lung I've lost my breath, I'm winded I've been hit by a slug that wasn't intended I hear thunder, I wonder If a nigga like me's goin' under Take a number! Let the gat hum Lick a shot! So I let the gat hum Let the gat hum Lick a shot! So I let the gat hum Had a bad dream, woke up in a casket Now I can't even get back at the bastard Bullshit, this pine box Ain't strong enough to contain the Afro Marx Heard a door bell ring, snapped out the dream What the fuck's up with the funny red beam? Pointed at me, I got no strap, G What now, gotta duck, they're gonna gat me Bam, I feel numb Where did the shotgun blast come from? Let the gat hum Lick a shot! So I let the gat hum Let the gat hum Lick a shot! So I let the gat hum