Lick A Shot - Baka Boys Remix

Zippity doo dah, zippity ay

My oh my, wanna get that punk with my AK

Then get on the way on the mission

Puffin' on a fat ass J

Boom, you can't hang

Flashback on the skills when I used to bang

On the corner, I warn ya, gonna roll on ya

Fool, hit you with the golden rule

Don't turn your back on the street

When I hit that corner, feel the concrete

If you push that button like that

Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden

Blasting at these fools with a passion

Look at the clock when it's time for some action

Let the gat home

So I let the gat home

Let the gat home

So I let the gat home

Sunday morning, wake up, it's storming

Raindrops falling on my head, it's pouring

Cats and dogs, pigs in a wagon

Looking for the afro, one that's sagging

Scooby Doo and fuck them Shadow Storming

Don't let your punk ass try me

Gonna take more than you

Better call your backup team and wait for your crew

I'm the one flipping, keeping the clip on my hip and

Best watch your back if you're slipping

Ooh, where did that .22 come from

When the bullet passed through my lung

And lost my breath, I'm mended and been

Hit but I struck that wasn't intended

I hear thunder, I wonder

If a nigga like me's going under, take a number

Let the gat home

So I let the gat home

Let the gat home

So I let the gat home

Had a bad dream, woke up in a casket

Now I can't even get back at the bastard

Bullshit, this pine box

Ain't strong enough to contain the afro locks

Heard the doorbell ring, snapped out the dream

What the fuck's up with the funny red beam

Pointing at me, I got no strap G

What now, got a duck, they're gonna cap me

Bam, I feel numb

Where did the shotgun blast come from?

Let the gat home

So I let the gat home

Let the gat home

So I let the gat home