2nd Generation Wu - Weapon X Lyrics

[Sample]That's my stunt[Verse: Sun God]HuhI'm back at itKnow it's wrong, I was serving this dope to rap addictsIt's that Wu shit, cutting them up like MathematicsYeah it's fucked up, I tighten em up like back spasmTie that nigga to the back of the truck, I might drag himAnd despite all of this bullshit, fam I ain't braggingNeed to vacate, cause this JK don't mean I'm laughingWhat your nigga said? "Shit could get thicker than molasses"You a bitch that goes OT, tricking with your actionWhen they see me, they don't know me, niggas need glassesThen I hit em with the "Mhm", why they breathe passion?It's a hook, I feed em all more battle bars than B-MagicWe riding, put your seatbelt on cause we be crashing for our lifeNiggas stuck in the moment on some trap shitPurple rolls, white bandanas, fade to blackShit, they blowing up, just wait, the God show up with the matchesThis shit gon' get realer, out in muh-fuckin' StatenNiggas saying I ain't eating, so shit about to happenNiggas eating off my plate, I fed them niggas mad shitCocaine car keys, money in the mattressGlock .19s and hunnid rounds, you can't imagineCouple bad bitches strolling aroundCleopatras for that greenThat hammer be poking out like a cactusTwo things that bang to blow a nigga backwardsAsk themHahaLet's get it upWhateverCan't be[Verse 2: Sun God]Lemme tell you why I spit this shitI hit the stove till the pyrite turn blue like the 60s CripCut em out, we gon' get these chips, I dug em outAnd you was on the mile while I pinched these bricksA street sweeper when I lift these sticksA drug abuser can't throw no shit at my cup like "Who slipped me this?"Yeah imma hide in cloud 9, don't get me dippedI get to moving like a bend to the wind, full throttleImma pop another bottle, niggas counting my endsAll this money don't amount to my fam, you a snitchAnd a rat is only looking for cheese, I get you bitTwenty barrels that'll buckle your knees, hit the stripYou a sour crack nigga to me, cause you ain't shitAnd these dirty's the only fucking minerals that you getGet my drift when I step on these seams, these niggas dippedRolling piffs, so get used to the gas because it's litIt's guaranteed I got my foot in yo' ass, cause you a bitchLeave a print around your mouth my nigga, cause you a bitchNiggas call me "Sunny don't be a menace" cause I'm the shitCar cables, I'm the only thing jumping in this bitchWith all this motherfuckin' money, money is getting spentIt's no tricks, why these niggas be loving my old shitGet a whip, cause your bitch be bugging, she drove sticks in the mixCause these niggas be stealing my old shitIt's Sunny[Outro: Sun God]Championship ring musicWe up and jumping, manThe L-I to S-I-Y, manNew York city, all dayBang em