5 Deadly Venomz (feat. Apache, Live Squad & Treach)

We going platinum ****, we going platinum

Yeah, you got the live squad in this motherfucker

We got my **** Treach from Naughty By Nature in this motherfucker

My **** Apache up in this motherfucker

My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it?

Talkin' quicker than a vic that's tryin to keep from gettin' blasted

I had enough, I put a hit up on them bastards

Hoop yeah, turn this Benz into a casket

Now they after me, prowling for a **** bucks

Time to see who's the G with the bigger nuts

Buck buck, big up and livin' reckless

**** with a death wish step in with a TEC and I'll wet this

Yeah, this shit is hyper

True to what I'm writing, representing and I'm striking like a viper

I got my mind made up, I got my nine

Ring the alarm and strong arm what's mine

Some **** need to feel me with a passion

I'm old fashioned, run up on me **** and get blasted

With five deadly venomz

Yeah Pac, fuck that still hittin em' up with that old deadly shit

A-yo Treach, where you at?

Step up and hit they ass up with the wickedness

We come to hit you with a sock full of Brooklyn to the onyx of your nose

Punk is funky like skunk blunts, stunk like funk cunt

I come to take you on a war, rough and rugged route

And if another doubts I'll blow your fuckin' mother out

And after she's crossed out, I shout, I'm the MC with the nasty mouth

And kick the bitch out

Sue me, I pay the lawyer for ya, oh boy, yeah

Plus my style's ten or twenty fuckin' pounds more

I take you quicker than a picture of a punk, you're pickin' shit

Pickin' pockets with a razor, stoppin' Russian rockets

Not shopliftin', I'm liftin' shop

Once you sound hot 'cause if you ain't a perfect ten my sign is stop

It's twenty mother crooked fuckin' styles in 'em

Like women that did 'em, I'm in for deadly ready venom

Yeah, as I take a puff I get rough big mad

To put it on, can't none come tougher

'Til you're in bed with the sound of the squad hard, boom

Breakin' 'em down, I make 'em see their doom

Coming straight from the dome where I roam since a toddler

Rob and steal and runnin' from the coppers

Who hold a boulder, turn the gun controller

Started from the trucks, got to be a high roller

Youngest, reckless, crazy disaster

MAC 11 blaster and I run faster

Then a lot of cops I can't be stopped

'Til my head gets popped

A lot of fuckin' bodies will drop

It's a disaster, I'm coming for the blood splatter

I make 'em scatter, leavin' trails of brains and bladders

Blowin' 'em out the frame, feel no shame, good game

Tight drop a body then get out of sight

Count my loot after I shoot, feed my kid up a bit

Something I don't wanna do, something that I never did

I try to get him, I think I hit 'em, I lit him

He's out on poison, a deadly venom

Yeah, mad fuck that, you know how we do

You know what I'm sayin'? Squad's effect, YG'z in effect

Now you know a **** like me gotta represent

You know what I'm sayin'? Check it out

Once again back to rip shit, quick on the flip tip

The psycho represent the real to take the mic flow

Deadly, rock a head G, check the melody

**** can't touch me when I'm wreckin', G, you better flee

'Cause I'm gifted with a jab and a forty four mag

So **** flip or take a trip in a body bag

Uh, boom, you slipped up, now you're zipped up

Yeah, one more statistic fronted and got ripped up

No joke, you get yolk, no matter how it sound

We're taking all fake **** back to the stomping grounds

Line 'em up single file, dome runnin' in 'em

And **** hit 'em with the venom, the fourth deadly venom

****, you know what I'm sayin'? Fuck that

I told you we takin' over, yo Pac

Five deadly venomz verse five be the livest

Strugglin' and strive, keep a nine in my waistline

Take mine, you better bury me G

Punk ass **** don't even worry me, see

I got a Glock that say Pac run the block

Fuck the cops 'cause my gauge gets me paid

As I sit and reminisce about the old days

Hugging on my AK, fuck getting played, hey

I say **** need to get they mind right

Until they do I pop a clip and grip my nine tight

Now it's on, everyday could be my last day

That's why I blast on they ass as I passed, let the glass spray

First you had a mouth full of fronts

Now your mouth's full of chunks

Pac's out puffin' blunts

Deadly venomz

Hahaha yeah, pass that shit over here

Apache 'bout to clean shit up

Throw up your middle finger

Start the track for the maniac

Only thing I'm giving out is black donuts and dirty bags

Let me tell how you rough I get

I pop shit behind your back, get in your face and pop the same shit

You can't get in 'cause my gate's bigger, I'ma snake ****

My act guards me so hard, I pull the fuckin' trigger

I'm a cinch in a clinch, your punch is like a pinch

Test the rhyme, I'll knock your hairline back an inch

Fuckin' up pooh butts, cut 'em like cold cuts

Choke 'em with my boot lace then leave 'em hangin' like old nuts

Clip up and move out, time to get 'em

That's the results of fuckin' with the fifth venom in denim

Yeah, you know what I'm saying?

Five motherfuckin' deadly venomz in effect for '93, '94, '95

All that other shit

We takin' this motherfucker over, this larger hit

You know what I'm sayin'? Follow us, come along

You know what I'm sayin'? We takin' this motherfucker over

Trust, we out