Put The Pistol Point Blank by Playa 1 & Bloody Bones
Put The Pistol Point Blank by Playa 1 & Bloody Bones

Put The Pistol Point Blank

Playa 1 & Bloody Bones * Track #10 On Crime Rate Sky-High

Put The Pistol Point Blank Lyrics

[Intro]
These men will certainly never be released from prison
But by focusing on the sensational insanity cases, we often ignore a much greater and prescient danger
If the public is fearful, they ought to be more fearful today when mentally ill criminals are found guilty, are sent to prisons, and then have to be released at the expiration of their sentence and they're still mentally ill and dangerous
While those criminals return to the streets, critics charge, there is another—

[Verse 1]
Stickin' niggas up
Trying to get some cheese
Put Tec to a nigga ass
And make em strip to his [?]
Flee from the scene
But the green ain't shit to me
Making niggas drop
With a pop from the Tec g
Fuck the crooked cops
Them bitches gonna have to catch me
Ballin' in the Jeep ride with the Tec on my armrest
Shooting at thems pigs heads
Cuz I know they got on vest
I'm so used to aiming at they chest
Bitches don't want none of this shit
Down with the clique bitch
Hi park and frayser
Shooting at you busta trick
Trying to flash blue lights

Shooting the tec
Infrared sight, the med gon' be full tonight
If it ain't my time then I'm down for a homicide
Unloading my clip
And jump back in the Jeep ride
Jacking is the shit in the 94
Pack my nine millimeter
Cuz I ain't finna go out like a busta ass nigga and just lay down
Imma run up on a nigga and shoot my nine with the 15 rounds
Clip extra clip
He so swift, in my socks see
Tryna put some bodies on my brand new Glock G
Niggas running up talking bout drop that fuckin' cheese off
When they tried to ease off
Bitch I grabbed the sawed off
Tryna rob the robbers, yo ass got clobbered
From my '95 jumpin' out front jump
Puttin' niggas on they back into a deep sleep
And for you niggas that like to creep in the bed and the street
I ain't goin' out like a fuckin' busta
Ready for some rough stuff and if you got ana mothafuck ya
Down about my homicide, blow a nigga ass away
I load the clip in my nines and break out with AK
I just get so buck when I hold onto my nine Glock
Already cocked
All I have to do is pop
Bitches come equip [?]
Niggas going out like Lindberg Sanders
So don't fuck with the smoke and the Bloody Bones
If you don't know ask Marvin Gaye he'll tell ya what's going on
Yeah I'm a bloody ass assassin
Try to puff me up and my Tec-9 blastin'
Bitches bow down to this pimpin ass nigga
And suckas get they life took by the hands of my fuckin' trigger
Cuttin' heads like a motherfuckin' barber
Pimpin' ass drug dealer hustlin' ass robber
Bitches can't fade me, gotta gets my gravy
And gotta let ya know the scope for the '94

[Sample]
Pistol point blank
And popped till it was empty
I know if imma die gotta take some niggas with me

[Verse 2]
It happened last year
? commisary
Now I need cheese by any means necessary
Now released back on the streets, a young hustler
If you got ana with a nigga motherfuck ya
Down about my hog killin', cap peelin'
Blood spillin', a fuckin' villain
Best bring backup nigga so that they can help you
Cuz I ain't the one that you wanna come and step to
Pimpin' real sleek down with the click
Split a bitch wig
Can you dig where I'm comin' from
Trick I'm barrin' none
In this gang it's all about getting rich
No pity in the city
187 on a snitch bitch
Setting up stains
Swanging caine
If you can't hang
If you caught slipping trick, charge it to the game
'Cause if I catch yo ass [?]
With the barrel at your face I'm yellin' "drop it like it's hot"

[Verse 3]
Player 2 is the nigga that's wanted for homicide
It's either that or be the one to die
You're damn right
If you call for some extra backup
Come creeping by yourself
I might light your ass up
Cuz nigga I don't bar that shit
I'm the type of nigga to see you at a store
And shoot until you're gone bitch
Not the one to be fucked with
1994 yeah it's time for some buck shit
'Cause nowadays niggas talk shit quick
They hear them fucking thangs
And then they run like a trick bitch
Blow a nigga ass off quick
Come dressed in black
When it's time to get into some slick shit
Pop the clip in the motherfucking Glock 9
Cock time
And after that, its robbing niggas [?] time
[?] dog got my back with the AK
Ready to squeeze a trigger and blow a nigga ass away
Pullin' up them [?] quick lettin' them tones blast
.30-06 and 9 shells on a nigga's ass
For fuckin' with this playa shit, lay a bitch
On his fuckin' back with a blast from my fuckin' gat, bitch

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