Tonart: D major
Intro 1
Em
D
Em
D
Verse 1
Em
Nik- nak paddy wack,
give a G a gat
D
Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac
Em
Nik- nak paddy wack, give a G a gat
D
Whippin' up on that ass it's the
Em
187 Fac
F#m
Spiggity One whippin' up on that ass look what I got that's
Verse 2
Em
quick to blast
D
Blowin' 'em up on they back
as I sm- a- smash
Em
Runnin' up and down the block with a fo'- five
F#m
And niggas be com in'
Em
And I leave they ass in a zipped up sack,
G
player
Em
So don't be steppin' to these G's
F#m
Em
D
The Faculty got me bizzack we
Em
strim that with Uzi's
So what the fuck you wanna do?
D
Leave your ass in a motherfuckin'
coma fool
Red Rum Fac as I jack these niggas
D
Niggas put your motherfuckin'
fingers on a triggers
Em
G- Nut, (what up fool?) since your
ready to blast (ha ha)
D
Pull out my your shit and put
a cap in they ass nigga
Verse 3
Em
Well it's the G- the- N- you- T,
all you haters envy me
So check it, 'cause I'ma 'bout
D
to wreck it for the ninety- fo'
Em
Roll a couple rhyme to get my
crippin' up the par
D
Now when I cock the hammer bro
I'm shootin' for the stars
Em
And I don't give a fuck who you be G
Cause whoever you are,
F#m
D
it ain't no way in the world you can be me
Em
I'm comin' from the haystack,
way back where they grow, froze
D
Up or on the other that I wonder if
Em
the bowl knows that I ducks this
Cause I loves this,
one eight seven roughness
Yeah it's the Nut bitch the
nappy that you stuck with
So Din Fin is you ready to blast?
(What up my nigga?)
Slip in the clip and put a
Verse 4
Em
If I don't grab that shit and poppin'
who gon' pop first?
The nigga that'll make your face burst
D
Or worthless I can be packed up in the first side of
Em
my hearse (comin' with dirt)
Cause I'm all alone and my clip
ain't killin' the niggas that jump
D
I pumps two sick of his side of his chest
and dumpin' him in a truck
Em
No pistol blister fuckin' that nigga
since I dump him a realer ditch
D
Pullin' all my glock clockin' and unload
clippin' when that nigga twitch
Em
Better wear a vest I'm aimin' at head
and puttin' your ass to rest
D
Pump test or Mack with a bigger
gat that'll penetrate your vest
Em
Their naffy government causin'
trouble when I'm bubblin'
D
Smokin' bomb and kickin' it with my
niggas on thai but who be bubblin'
Em
So Frank J if you ready to blast
(you know the rules)
Load up your gat and bust
Verse 5
a cap in that ass
Em
Frankly forty- seven for the nine-
fo' fuckin' him up
Recruit when I rap like that with
Em
And if you can't feel me then just
kill me for this weak shit
D
Oh no, never that, oh I finna freak this
Em
So peep this corner risin'
game I finna spit
And if you still can't feel me
D
then I might have to spit a zip
Cause niggas like me be
Rippin' and strivin' a person
could of been much more worse
D
Per man with the man even the man
they live in a hearse
Cause I would've murdered first
Em
Livin' a fast life stickin' up tricks,
kickin' at nigga's dolls
All those who oppose to the Fac
they will be disposed
Openin' up your motherfuckin'
chest with one of these hollow tips
It'll be whistlin' Dixy to your
Verse 6
ass when this hollow hit
Em
Nik- nak paddy wack, give a G a gat
D
Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac
Em
Nik- nak paddy wack, give a G a gat
D
Whippin' up on that ass
it's the 187 Fac
Verse 7
Em
Here comes a nigga like the coolest out to
get respect and snappin' necks
D
Creepin' with the Tech a nigga known
Em
to leave a bloody mess
The sickest motherfucker
with the loadest clip
D
And ready to empty the clip into the
hip of the nigga talkin' shit
Em
I gots to creep low and stay low and
let these motherfuckers know
F#m
D
When the Tech's ? a nigga
Em
hates to see the murder show
The figgity Fac is in the fuckin' house
and that's the fuckin' truth
D
Now tell me how it feels to be that one
Em
eighty seven fuckin' proof
Sittin' on the roof with my
Tech- Nine bustin' for my help
D
With so many shots in your ass I'll make the
(? (who?) since
you ready to blast nigga
G
D
Get on the mic and put a cap
in that ass),- > Spice 1
Verse 8
Em
I'm raisin' niggas up off they feet,
six deep drivin' taxi
D
Never known for pushin' crack and re- askin'
causin' headaches in your family
Em
Baggin' up my rocks makin' money,
G
D
niggas can't fade the 187 Faculty
Em
We be pumpin' thug niggas extra clip,
bill is fill to his capacity
D
Makin' stacks of g's ain't no
turnin' back
Em
Sippin' on some new Con
Jack I watch my old gat
D
Into beat you to retaliate you fucked
Em
Suckin' up ? from inside your fuckin'
casket is your next lunch
D
So hear the church bells jingle,
Em
I'm comin' out the gut strapped
G
Raunchy black like the season ?
D
With the blower burnin'
gun smoke my self defence
Em
And greedy grease and bloody
feet will left the evidence
It's pitiful, I'm smokin'
on some wonderful shit
Gonna have you rollin' with your strap
bustin' caps in your vehicle
F#m
Em
? act, representin' the haystack
Quick to fill my pockets with your cash
and bust a cap in that ass nigga
Verse 9
You're just a thing of the past
Too many motherfuckin'
D
Em
caps in that as s nigga
Verse 10
Nik- nak paddy wack, give a G a gat
Whippin' up on that ass
D
Em
it's the 187 Fac
F#m
Nik- nak paddy wack, give a G a gat
Em
D
Em
Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac
Nik- nak paddy wack, give a G a gat
D
Em
Whippin' up on that ass it's the 187 Fac nigga
Outro 1
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