Distorted Revelation - Get Ya Guns Out lyrics

I-I (x??)
Fuck-her-her (x??)

Understand what this shit right here is about

I-I (x??)
Fuck-her-her (x??)
Fuck with her

And you know I ain't goin nowhere
Get your guns out

I-I (x??)
Fuck-up-up (x??)
F-f-f-fuck with
I-I (x??)


Gangsta shit

I-I (x??)
Fuck-her-her (x??)
F-f-f-fuck with her!


Back for the streets
Bustin' my heat
Dodgin' the Ds
Play your position
(play your position) (x2)

I-I (x??)
Fuck-her-her (x??)
Fuck with her

I-I (x??)

I-I-I-I'ma make you understand why I do what I do
Why I keep my hat tilt, and my doorag too
I'm a thug, my heart pump gangsta shit
I fuck with her, she my gangsta bitch
My wrists don't freeze, glocks'll squeeze
Whole click got a watch, droppin' keys
And I want the block back
You niggas had your run, we'll stop that
You better watch this cat

I-I (x??)
Fuck-her-her (x??)
Back-back

Back for the streets
Bustin' my heat
Dodgin' the Ds
Play your position
(play your position) (x2)

I-I (x??)
Fuck-her-fuck-her (x??)
Her, fu-fuck (x??)
Fuck with her

Fu-fu-fuck with her!