One False Move

Badung bang
 (chorus)
 Ren your dangerous, you know you bat like a week
 Ren your dangerous gun shots from juagardonlee
 Dangerous, me know you bat like a week
 Ren your dangerous, gun shots from juagardonlee
 [mc ren]
 Move, now let me fall into the groove
 Breakin' niggaz off but I break 'em off smooth
 Used to try to pimp, but the ho's got old
 A nigga can't remember how much dope that I sold
 In my youth, the shit is the truth, go to jail for the proof
 Niggaz makin' records sellin' two copies
 Tryin' to f**k with me because your rap's sloppy
 Now back in your cage your wings are short
 You tall, dirty motherf**kers dig the basketball courts
 I can tear ya ass up in a rhyme
 But I won't mention your name, 'cause that's a waste of my time
 So I call my niggaz, chip and dollar bill
 Scoop up to the hill when we move in for the kill
 Never retreat you dirty nigga take a seat
 Big motherf**kin' feet, with your wack assed beats
 So train "what up? " cut 'em with the shape
 Make the nigga walk the plank, the dirty nigga always stank
 Nigga better raise like the titanic
 Ain't from atlantic, but I'll make your ass panic
 And that's only one step, pride is kept
 A glass of piss weigh as much as your rep
 Nigga your through
 One false move and a motherf**ka's dead
 >from one nine millimeter shot to the head
 One false move and a motherf**ka's dead
 >from one nine millimeter shot to the head
 (chorus)
 [da konvicted felon]
 Quad is kept, I step
 With the nine millimeter come
 Complicated with the gat to the back of the devil's head
 Then I pull the trigger till he dead
 Red rum, all I can see when I close my eyes at night
 Dreamin' of vision of murderers comin' with butt, while satan's out to fight
 I ain't rappin' to tight
 You're f**kin' with a motherf**kin' madman
 That don't take shit from a redneck chick
 You can put your mouth up my steel dick
 And suck until I pull my trigger come, ejaculate my gun
 What'll be done, when I be makin' your blood run
 Into the stretch
 And motherf**k that white trigger that got his f**kin' ass beat
 Many be pussy poppin' can't attail for that knee
 But not so many as I gave so much a buck, buck from me
 Buck, but it gets it up, I'm tryin' to defend my own skin
 >from a nigga who loves crackers, so come and ya jack 'em
 Sleep with the enemy and get treated as such
 The convicted followed no bust, and lust for you
 To make that one false move
 One false move and a motherf**ka's dead
 >from one nine millimeter shot to the head
 One false move and a motherf**ka's dead
 >from one nine millimeter shot to the head
 But if every nigga grabbed a nine
 And started shootin' motherf**ker's it would put 'em in line(2x)
 [dollar bill]
 I was never the one to run with the pack
 But was the mastermind for settin' up the jack
 So if they every saw my beamin' it wasn't from crack
 I musta been beamin' them grubs to hit the sack
 And let me remember the days of way back
 When everybody was homies and no one played that
 Rockin' 'em, sockin' 'em, knockin' 'em out the box now tell me what's up
 Look at me wrong fool, you get tossed up
 I mean f**ked up, you lucked up
 I didn't come out a long time ago, with the fast or the slow flow
 And callin' me wack, no that's a no no
 The style just so wild, while your style just so-so
 Nasty, they can't pass me, it's too fast see
 Niggaz that blast fast I don't let 'em blast me
 Usin' my mind like a nine millimeter to abuse
 So don't make one false move
 One false move and a motherf**ka's dead
 >from one nine millimeter shot to the head
 One false move and a motherf**ka's dead
 >from one nine millimeter shot to the head
 (chorus)
 Many more will laugh and suffer, many more will laugh and die
 One false move, and it's an eye for an eye
 (chorus)
 "yeah, I'm ready to die today"(repeat out)