LIL HEAD - I Wreck Shop lyrics

(feat. Big Bee)

[Hook x2]

I wreck shop, but I'm a nigga out the Ness

I'm real with mine, I'll put a hoe to the test

It's Big Bee, and bitch I'm not for play

I make niggaz lay it down, when they get in my way

[Big Bee]

Step in execution style, murder

I have no remorse, cause I'm the hater hurter

I don't play games, with you bitch ass niggaz

That's coming from the 300 pound, grave digger

I got the big gun, that'll tear up the den

Split your elbow, and crack your shin

It's young Pap Daddy, with this mafia style

If you catch the square nigga, I'll damage your smile

Big B-double E, wreck shop

Street sweep your whole block, and make twelve hearts stop

With my automatic gat, that I use for combat

Most valuable thug, just peep the street stats

I'm known to shoot shots, that infect the chest

Put holes in your back, and make big mama stress

I'm hard on a nigga, that tries to cheat me

I'm a one man army, I'm all I can be

[Hook x2]

[Big Bee]

I feel a woof coming on, like Mafioso

I'm so fa sho, I'll tag your big toe

And turn your body cold, with the blink of an eye

Big Bee ready for war, so what you think of me now

It get fatal when I'm hated, by faggots in desquise

Hard knocking and body rocking, so I'm cocking my nine

That release hot shots, that will shatter your spine

Splatter your mind, I insist you drop that on a dime

I can't stand bitch made niggaz, switch blade niggaz

I'm trigga happy, trying to be a rich made nigga

I spray K's, and I'm out the Ness

Call the coroner, and tell him to come mop up the mess

Nigga who that man, who that talking down

You gon feel the wrath, with seventeen rounds

I'm a heavyweight bitch, I go pound for pound

And my feddy straight, I can go round for round

[Hook x2]

[Big Bee]

I'm bone hard out the South, and I cause trouble

I'm like a pit bull, that you have to muzzle

Raise the white flag, and respect my name

If you don't, you gon feel some third degree pain

My hands hit hard, but my gun's the best

Cause when I whoop your ass hoe, you gon run for your tech

And I'ma lay your ass down, like a floor mat

And make sho, that you hit the road Jack bitch

I put hoes in check, when they knock my grind

Fucked your gal down, cause you got out of line

For showing me, all that disrespect

I'ma torment you, with reptiles and insects

Playa hater fuck you, you can suck my dick

And make a big nigga rich, you niggaz is cake mix

And counterfeit, so please don't push me to the limit

I'ma keep this shit gangsta, till the finish bitch

[Hook x4]