Licken Off In Hip-hop (Sticky Fingaz)

To my niggas in the 212 and 310 Bitches in the 305 and 404 Niggas in the 713 and 201, 312, call 911 It's Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a gunshot My heart bleeds for you, so don't waste your tears I'm about 175 in dog years My block's so hot step outside and get sunburned Unless you talkin' business or money I'm unconcerned I live for now because my days is numbered I got a six shot revolver, watch the barrel on my gun turn I'm like an accident just waitin' to happen A nigga fuck, my killas in the cut waitin' to clap 'em It's pitiful this game is too political, critical But let's not talk about the big I's and the little you's Niggas wouldn't be confused if they mind their P's and Q's Keep your nose out of mine and I won't have to squeeze the two's And cock the glock, what's that sound? Everybody know Sticky be puttin' it down So watch out watch out, niggas better clear a path Think I'm scared to blast 'cause I'm doing flicks on Miramax And New Line Fuck security, my bodyguard is my two nines Knew I'd make it big in due time My only lie when my lips move Gun in my crotch my forth leg is a pistol, who wanna get shot? Until I smell 'em for myself I don't believe shit stink Robbing niggas for everything but the kitchen sink And all these whack rappers want deals but no can do Labels be like, don't call us, we'll call you It's Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a gunshot It's Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a gunshot Back in the days Sticky was stickin' niggas And strippin' niggas and still gettin' figures And pistol whippin' niggas and flippin' niggas I ran with life bidders and ice pickers Now wonder if this life fit us in Vegas with strippin' white bitches But that's just a deep thought in the back of my mind I'm Black Trash true to the streets gritty and grime I got a bone to pick a holdster with a shoulder grip Concealed inside my leather camouflage so I can ride, notice it? Don't tell nobody, but between me and you I put three in you Add you and ya crew to the M E N you I got bloopers of ya death and I draw it myself You want the job done right you gotta do it yourself My code defendin' my conscience, my mind afflicted with monsters Kill a nigga over nonsense for five cents You a glutton for punishment, I'm the nigga runnin' shit Yo breath stank that cause you be talkin' a ton of shit You can't take me out, forget about it Killers in front of ya house, forget about it Y'all niggas don't want no war, forget about it I'll bring it to your front door and you won't do shit about it You need work, come see me son I'm takin' applications You can't beat me join me save yourself the aggravation You dead if you harm a single hair on my head My payback is goin' to cost you a arm and a leg It's Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a gunshot It's Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Sticky, Sticky Fingaz, licken off in hip-hop Every [Incomprehensible] I kick is a gunshot You can run but you can't hide, when I come it's do or die Point your guns to the sky, put 'em up real high You can run but you can't hide, when I come it's do or die