Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo

Kool G. Rap and DJ Polo - Two to the Head lyrics

[Scarface laughing in background]

"Ladies and gentlemen...

Ladies and gentlemen... let's get together

and give a great big round of applause to

to a new group..." [Scarface laughing so loud sample is obscured]

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit

Scarface is on the mix

So yo suck a nigga dick

Or make a nigga rich or somethin BITCH

See I come from the place known as the South Park Zone

Talkin shit ain't into clickin take your punk ass home

Cause I'm the type of nigga that'll chuck

Hit you in the chest with a motherfuckin tec and watch you jump

So die motherfuckers die motherfuckers die

Look deep into the eyes of a killer smokin, fry

One nigga you can't fuck wit

Cause I'm a born killer with the mind of a lunatic

So bring in bodybags when I start bangin

Cause I'm leavin motherfuckers laid out, with they brains hangin

Straight gettin down for mine

And I'll fuck up a bitch, cause I don't mind dyin

So feel me drill me, put a bullet in my head, but yo

You can't kill me, cause I'm already dead

Scarface goin psycho, yeah

Play pussy get fucked and take two to your head

[Bushwick Bill]

I'm Bushwick Bill, but call me Chuckie

5th Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me

Cause I'm known to pull your skull out

Grip a motherfucker by his neck and gouge his fuckin eyes out

I'm insane by a longshot, hey

Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre

A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts

Drop you dead in your bed now I'm ready for a long fuck

Necromance that ass for a minute

And split that motherfuckin click when I'm finished

You punk bitches be retreatin

Freddy and Jason runnin home with their mouths bleedin

So welcome to the Slaughterhouse trance

5th Ward Texas Chuckie's Concentration Camp

You punk motherfuckers fled

And those who didn't make it got two to the fuckin head

[Ice Cube]

Buck him down, buck him down, come again

Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass til the end

With my pistol, runnin from Da Lench Mob

is How You Survive in South Central

Kick the instrumental, run and get your bigger crew

Cause it's Judgment Day, and Ice Cube is Terminigga 2

Pow pow buck buck pow buck

Your name is Stucky Mack, now you realize that you're fucked

Two to the brain I leave a migraine

Have you coolin like a vegetable, but you're not edible

It's the incredible, buck your ass from head to toe

Audi 5000, don't wait for the Feds to show

Cause they'll have me go up up the river

Where the white boys'll try to make a nigga

walk, walk the plank, got the shank, hide the tape

around the handle, gotta let em know what I stand for

In the chow line, now is the time

See the trustee, walk up from behind

Real quick shank shank, leave his ass red

Motherfucker dead, from two to the head

[Kool G Rap]

See where I come from the crime rate only rises

The murderers disguise in all ages shapes and sizes

Bitches picked up and dicked up, niggaz they gettin stuck up

Give up what you got, or get your ass shut the fuck up

Run em down and gun em down yeah that's how we do it

Niggaz get killed, and then filled with embalmin fluid

Step to the niggaz that I'm checkin

Pull out the tec and I reckon you'll get murdered in a second

Bang with the nine, boom with the pow

Motherfuckers are fallin and crawlin on the ground

Snitches get stitches, bitches that act snotty

inside the parties even the hotties get turned to bodies

Now I heard, they got other places that's similar

But I represent, New York you fuck around I'm killin ya

A whole block of cops patrollin when I'm rollin

And if my pockets are swollen you know somebody sick I've stolen

Yeah you niggaz get ripped, when my clip, goes in the

S-M-I-T-H W-E-Double-S-O-N

Or the reliable revolver

And like I said before, it's the motherfuckin problem solver

So bring it on nigga, get brave

It's plenty motherfuckers gettin sent to early graves

Cause when a nigga gets fed

Then all you motherfuckers get two to the fuckin head

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