WC Worldwide Gunnin' Lyrics

I can't take it no more
f___ you n____s
f___ you b____es
f___ this rap s___
n____ don't ask me for s___
I'm sick of all the cameras
f___ all you scavengers
Punk a__ record labels
Scandalous a__ managers
I'll take this microphone and slam it
b____ I ain't no rapper, hoe I'm the hoodsta wit the talent
Shaddy a__ f___ I'll take that a__ for the scrilla
Stab you in the neck wit a rusty pair of scissors
Tie your kids to your ankels, watch you sweat and quiver
f___ you in the a__ wit a coat hanger n____
Wit no ?compression? for you groupies at all
I'll bite yo' nipples off and throw you in a tub of rubbin alcohol
f___ all ya'll
My mado for 98
I'm lettin n____s have it
Makin the finest b____es toss my salad
Salty nutts is all I'm givin
All heel the shadiest one that n____ Dub has arisen
Chorus:
Every world wide gunnin
Put yo' Zigs in air
When it comes to janky s___ we runnin'
Hold that s___
Light that s___
Smoke it,
When it comes to puttin this ruggish s___ down yo' I'm the locest
And to the b____es
Skinny b____es
Fat bithces
Big b____es thinkin ya'll could get wit this 9 inches
Outlastin me you must be jokin
Hoe I'll leave you on the floor bleedin wit yo p____ busted open
4 play's for suckers (spits loogy)
I'll spit a loogy in your p____ f___ you wit this dirty rubber
a__ cheaks get smacked, clapped, waxed and smacked
f___ a bed I'm leavin carpet burns all on your back
You ain't ready for a pro you still a rookie
b____, me f___in you is like stickin razor blades in your p____
Big b____es I'm tackelin and d___ stabbin I'm serious
I'm even runnin red lights diggin you on your period
f___ a ?n____? I'm talkin Motel 6
A tall can and a big black ashy d___
Let them other n____s treat you feed you take you home
I just wanna get a pee on and get up and I'm gone
Chorus: (2x)
Run n____s run
n____s better strap up and pack up or get slapped cuz here I come (who)
The p____ banger dice slanger still janky
Jumpin out the Coupe wit a hand full of b_____ fangers
And this b____ I'm strangelin
Heaters I'm swangin the barrel jumpin off
H double O D S T A claimin and ya'll know I'm famous
To all you b____ politicians what's crackin?
I'll greet you all wit that duce finger thumb action
To all my enemies who wanna get close to me, choke me smoke me
I'll pray to the Lord you all eat s___ and die slowly
You n____s can't fade me face it my s___ bangs
When it comes to puttin this gangsta s___ I comes to reign
f___ this industry I run wit Tune's and CJ
Cuz 99.9% of you n____s is straight gay
One night here comes the hoodsta back up
And I clowns puttin the gunanunna runninunrunnin these n____s down
Chorus: (2x)
Uh, that's right
f___ all ya'll
b____
Ya'll still can't fade it
WC (m____fucka)
f___ all ya'll

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