Come Get Some

[Intro:]

Sippin my henny

Don't start none, won't be none [x2]

Wan't some, get some

Like, Buckshot, Hennyville

[Louisville Sluggah]

Guess who? punk chunk, ya brain just blew

It is he, gun two, L.O.U.

You want some? Shit, come and get it

Bout this Bob Mar' split bitch, nah you can't hit this

Moked like Jeff Bridges while we takin pictures

Smilin at these bitches, not thinkin bout our digits

You want some, come come, I got some

Fifth of Henny and some friends, we can all get dumb

Everybody had a cup and in a pot put nut

Half to gettin mines, I told her regulate that son

Spillin some, for my fam that past

I miss my nana always, but I'mma still get ass

Get more cash, jump off and whip some ass

Ville clickin, and off and think my niggas a blad

It's like that, mad cuz my fam don't brag

Fuck a finer dime and shine it to a Hefty bag

[Buckshot]

Fire one, Buckshot, comin with a gun

Fire two, Buckshot, blast that too

Actin like you solid witcha plastic prue

Schemin on my nigga L.U., who the hell are you

What? you think I'mma talk and flap

Fuck the chit-chat, man I should've of been put this in your back

You ain't have to act like that

But you did, now I'm bout to aim for ya wig

Word up my nigga, see whatever they want, they get

Want me to flip? I flip

The rhymes I whip, hence back to Brooklyn in a flash

Thinkin about the weed and the stash, in the ash tray

Man I got ass on the way

Shit I got a call from Renee today

She got that bombay, I'm bout to put her on the block

where the drugs and the thugs stay

Pick up my money and send her on the way

You know what it's like

I fuck around and smack the chicken in the breast

Chill, you can get wet by the Hennyville spill

Buckshot I still kill

[Chorus x2: Buckshot]

You want some, you get some

I'ma bout to fuck around and bleed somethin

Don't start none, won't be none

But since you started, I'mma bout to rip apart shit

[Buckshot]

Aiyo, what ya niggas wanna do with us

Bucktown we bust, murder is a must

Everytime I think about commercial rap niggas

Leave the hood and scared to come back, niggas

I subtract them niggas, they aint a part of us

He ain't a part of my click, don't even start him up

He rock a 10 Karat, we rock 24 all day

Still smoke in a hallway

And I make more in a day, then you make in a year

So why the fuck is you in my ear

You still think it's sweat now?

Fuck the beef now

Yo Louieville take it to the street now

[Louisville Sluggah]

It's BDB and Hennyville ya

On fire like cheeba, get ya girl scream "Mamma mia"

Aiyo I'm out of Henny's World with the go cart girls

My niggas barkin, while some turn over and nerve

Too many drinks son, it's affectin what you thinkin

Stop dummin, don't forget we Black Trumpin'

Yo I jump inside my Buggy

Aiyo shorty wanna wish me luck, I ask

If I win or lose, will you still give it up?

She giggled and pilled off, we had to laugh

Buck sever before we dash, it's in the bag

There it go, the checkered flag

I'm neck and neck with shorty for a second

I wouldn't believe she do me dirty

She tried to ram my tire, caught the divider

Flipped the entire car and caught fire

I kinda felt sorry, nigga, not hardly

Sittin in the window, startin smokin Bob Marley

[Chorus x4]