ANT BANKS

ANT BANKS - Packin' a gun lyrics

Let me drop it on the one, heheh

Yeah..

Real smooth youknowhatI'msayin?

Chorus: unknown singers

If you think this shit is funky

Don't be a punk, nigga, just get in the groove {*1}

And if you think this shit is funky

Don't be a punk, nigga, let it get into you

[Ant Banks]

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 somethin 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 $hort 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

*chuckles*

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 {*1}

Chorus

{*1}

Slap the hand *boom boom*

Put a cap smooth in that ass

I want you to just slap the hand *boom*

{*1}

[Ant Banks]

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 {*1}

Chorus

{*1}

Slap the hand *boom boom*

Put a cap smooth in that ass

I want you to just slap the hand *boom*

{*1}

[Ant Banks]

Yeahhhahhh, much props to the motherfuckin Dangerous Crew nigga

YouknowhatI'msayin?

Chorus (1/2, - {*1

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