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    Throw Ya Gunz

    Throw ya gunz

    Intro:

    Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead
    Shine em up, shine em up, shine the bald head
    One gun, two gun, three gun, four
    You're, mine, it's all about crime
    Onyx! (echoes)

    Verse One: Suave

    It's time to get live, live, live like a wire
    I set a whole choir on fire (UHH!)
    Well done, on the grill, shot skills kills
    and no frills - they try to diss me? They gettin crispy
    Ha, ha hah hah, AND WE DO IT LIKE THIS
    In fact, ?? ?? and jack Jack's
    Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care
    Beware the bald head the dread said is they fear
    Stick-up's assassin, traction new reaction
    These fuckin niggaz shoulda made the All Madden
    Onyx is wreckin shit, slip slide step quick
    ?? ?? Infinite that gets crashed like a rented
    The shit they write is black and white; well mines got mad color
    Ain't that right, my blood brother?
    Word up, raise it up!
    We do it with the crew that don't give a fuck

    So throw ya gunz in the air, throw ya gunz in the air
    Buck buck like you don't care

    Verse Two: Fredro Starr

    Uh-oh!! Heads up, cause we're droppin some shit
    On your now shot-skills, Onyx tec-9 for a while
    Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'ma swell em
    The hardcore style, rowdy n wild, hits I'ma sell em (sell em)
    To all competition slide back then listen
    I'm kickin all that, shit to the doormat
    Claimin this domain, cause mad pains
    Blood stains, long range - got gats!
    Crazy clips, I sink ships, cuttin faces like a pirate
    I've never caught a flood, for the mad shit that I did
    Heard, you got the word so observe
    I shatter and splatter bodies that blows and bust nerds, OPEN!
    I always leave my barrel smokin

    Throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care
    Just throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care
    Just throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care
    Just throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care

    Verse Three: Sticky Fingaz

    Ahhh, I hate your fuckin guts, and I hope that you die
    Sticky Fingaz, the name, and my life is a lie
    Cause I'm havin a bad day, so stay out of my way
    And what the pistol packin people say you better obey
    Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
    Rip my heart, from my chest, put it right into a rhyme 9YEAH!)
    I don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind
    And what's - mines is mines and, yours is mine
    Don't fuckin blink or I'ma rob yo' ass blind
    Onyx, is rippin shit, I got the tech nine
    So what the plumber got boy buck buck buck buck
    It's like a catastrophe, fuckin with me G
    I'm a bald head with a kinfe
    I want your money or your life
    So, so, so, so?

    So throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like ya just don't care
    Just throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care
    Just throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care
    Just throw ya gunz in the air
    And buck buck like you just don't care

    Outro:

    We the motherfuckin Onyx!
    And we don't give a flying motherfuckin fuck
    Ay yo DS man we gonna come get you out of jail man
    Fuck that, yo DS we comin man, we got the bail
    We got the bail, we gonna break you out man
    Fuck that, yeah!
    We the fuck up out of this piec

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