Ransom, Tony Yayo, Cory Gunz - Face Off lyrics

No ski mask, I shoot a nigga face off
In broad day, I shoot a nigga face off
Nigga try to stunt
The pump I'l leave his face off
Man down yellow tape around nigga face off

P95 yea your bitch she can get it too
I'l have ya bust it baby
On the operating table
I meant to hit you but your bitch got it
My hollows don't got names
They just hit targets
I ain't got hate niggas just hate me
Big blunt, big gun off safety
I'm young black and rich and
Don't give a fuck
A class nigga so niggas wanna hit me up
I leave you tre pound finger fuck
Hollow tips lift you up
Menage a trois with bullets
My little niggas pull it
He only 12 years old so green light go
He put ya brains on the floor with the fo fo

I don't hate niggas niggas just hate cor
Talk of new york shoot a nigga face off
I don't hate niggas niggas just hate cor
Talk of new york shoot a nigga face off
The talk of new york tear a nigga face off
Automatic guns oi and get a case off
I chase off any perpetraitirs I face off
I spot em out on a map
And move they place off
You turn him like a chuck t with the lace off
I leave a nigga taste off when I pace off
I let it waste off fist gun I'm laid off
I'm violent as 50 Cent leave
Em like Mase off
Landing all ties like a race draw
Put a nigga in his place like a race lost
Treat bitch made niggas like state law
Catch you bootleggers on fake
Flaws I break jaws
Like elephantitis and get to
Talkin like meningitis
And knowin my vitals and sypholitis for thin
Apparatus shit shatters and scatters
Against the lord
The writers homie tigh as is tragic and sad
As a fucking thought to write it, what
Handled with a Uzi shottie
Shit it make range I make her why toosie drop
Tell your boys avoid Lloyd
Like a paranoid droid
A shortsten Roy Floyd you won't enjoy joy
Face off i shoot a nigga face off
I don't hate niggas niggas just hate cor
Talk of new york tear a nigga face off
Yea shoot a nigga face off


Yea I'm infamous when a
Gun is spitting clips
Hit your bitch tear her face off like mikalis
K's with the gauge laid got a triple bitch
Listen prick this is it go
Ahead and slit your wrist
I'm a die a boss when them shots fired off
Broad day 4 k's have your face sliding off
Ductape fuck face take the wires off
Get your slut rape cut cake
Now your wifes a whore
I'm the type of guy you
Probly wouldn't like at all
Lift the German ruger don't work then
I'm a knife it off
Leave the blade bloody I don't
Got to wipe it off
Broke ya body till it go limp
With no life at all
The k clap asap I don't play that
Got guns in the crib older than the a trak
Dust em off go outside then spray black
Ak listen you will never get your face back