*LANDSLYDE*
Ammo check one triple to the barrel gun
Loading the ammo now ready and done
Pull the trigger glack glack ain't a mic check
Run run Ammunition check
Enemies hunt you down like a predator
Sniper piper sharpshooter
Yes it's a foulplay head got no price
Point Blanc dribbling between your eyes
Showina throwina killina Ammunition
Doina throwina killina Poetic on a mission
Hardcore missionI Wanna Be The Only One Lyrics
Yes I see you cryin' (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) And I feel your broken heart (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I can feel you're hurting (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) />
Chorus
Ammunition check it up
When my homies got my back you better step up step up now
Ammunition check it up
We ain't through with your crew so get up get up now

Repeat * 2

*C.LOCO*
Check the Ammo , Comin to expose those who pose now
Buckin all the jokers , out to mow you down
Suckers thought that they were big
They came they screwed up the game like pigs
Now they wanna try to han

Love And Hate Lyrics
I love your lips And I love your legs I love your eyes Baby you got style I love your clothes And I love your smile I love you, I love you I love you while You don't even look at m

g with the Ammo
You ain't even shit to me so buck off and lay low
Like a movie (straight from the tv)
They pose they act say cheese to the big screen
4 and 5 and 3 and 2
Ammo's in effect punk watcha gonna do
We're comin straight out like a big fat clan
For you to see your crew crash now you understand

Break
And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)
And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

Two Sides Of A Sore Lyrics
i've clipped the fins right off my goldfish new he'll be better off at the bottom of the bowl down in this hole as earthbound as the bird inside your cage or the dolls

And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)
And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

*POINT BLANC*
Ammunition check rat-tat-tat like this and that
Coz when I'm pullin' triggers all the posers droppin' down flat
Rhymin' and rippin' I'll be tearin' and kickin' your crew
Dribblin' on the rhymes that is somethin' you can't do
POP POP Poetic Ammo's in effect
For you to see macks yer' better watch your damn