Comin For The 94 lyrics

[Intro]
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94

[Verse 1: Princess Loko]
Here I go
'94 comin' hard, better known as 9-quad
Strictly pimpin', never caught slippin'
Loko's pullin' ho cards
Violate, split yo' wig, kick it with my f*ckin' nig'
Talkin' all that bullsh*t sissy b*tch, can't you dig?
Keep the chrome in my coat, bullets in my clip, ho
Slap yo' ass with that Glock, b*tch, because you too slow
'93, long gone, '94, you know, it's on
That trappin' sh*t done played out
Now it's time, the toe to toe
Makin' ends, keepin' cheese, smokin' blunts, pushin' keys
For real-a, my n*gga pull the trigger
Princess ends, makin' these
Bumpin' junts on yo' ass, treat these b*tches just like trash
Real n*ggas stay around, traitin' babies never last
Pimp and a player, all in one, mind games never fail
Never underestimate this pimpin' 'cause I'm raisin' hell
Finna' vamp, holla G, a real player gotta' go
But I'm just lettin' you know, Loko ain't goin' for the '94
[Verse 2: Mac T Dog]
Click like a lunatic, Mac T Dog on a pimpin' stroll
I got it sewed up for the '94, call yo' motherf*ckin' dirty ho
The '93 done played up, my little Mac T Dog gone come in hard
You talkin' 'bout shootin' pistols my n*gga
I'm throwin' a f*ck and rob
I'm sneak when I'm on the move, the hooptie is what I ride
I parked it outside the street then I do a damn homicide
I vamp from the murder scene, but a 5-0 can't get me, ho
They knock on my f*ckin' door, watch they be at they funeral
A stone cold killer, mane never barrin' that bullsh*t
Capital M in the Mac, trick, the T is for tickle b*tch
But '93, I played around but '94, I'm back again
These n*ggas who valid' Mac T, I'm takin' they f*ckin' wig
These busters and traitors mane, they crossed me in '93
See yo' black ass in '94 ho, watch yo' punk ass be six feet deep
These n*ggas they talkin' bad, they hidin' 'round they pistol though
And I just can really tell, comin' out for the '94

[Verse 3: Tommy Wright III]
Damn, that was quick, it's the '94, time to reload
One man gang, Tommy Wright, f*ck daytime, I creep at night
Runnin' from the folks, jumpin' fences, all that sh*t is long gone
Pistol playin', Police got on my nerve
So now, I pack a tone, never changed, still insane
Dreamin' of runnin' the M-Town
Four Corner bound, where I'm found
Underground, '94 sound, really though, check it out, ho
Tell these b*tches, Princess Loko
[Verse 4: Princess Loko]
Motherf*ckin' '94, hoes get they skull popped
Motto for the 9-quad: Get this f*ckin' knowledge dropped
To you b*tches flankin', perpetratin' of a player style
Real sh*t, too slick, Loko has no alibi
Homicide, do a crime, ho, don't waste my f*ckin' time
Blow away your brain, with this four-five in my panty line
n*ggas on my f*ckin' jock and hoes is envy of this pimp
I'm hittin' so f*ckin' hard, you hoes [?] cannot f*ck with this
Lady Mack, in the black, hit the track and sell my crack
Keep a low profile, because these b*tches be behind yo' back
Talk that sh*t but weak ass hell and smile up in yo' f*ckin' face
Plottin' to the next n*gga, how they can get my fame erased
Just can't stand to see a n*gga be on top and make some ends
I don't have associates and sure don't have no f*ckin' friends
Ridin' with my partners, Paranoid and T-W
Don't start no sh*t, won't be no sh*t, I got no time, to f*ck with you
Got some static, ain't no ana, they don't wanna' do sh*t, player
Shank a b*tch and take her sh*t, a motherf*ckin' ho slayer
Caught one time to lock me up, I'm chillin' in a jail cell
Used the phone and got much clout, my n*ggas made my f*ckin' bail
Back to my everyday routine, keepin' dough, yeah, ho
You ain't know, I got you sewed up but you don't hear me though
T.C.B. Animosity, b*tches, you can't f*ck with me
Kickin' it with T-W and M-A-C-T-D-O-G
4 Corners and Pimpin' "V", creepin', 'cause this how we be
Real ass n*ggas pimpin' hoes in the '94
Another year for the pimps and the players, to start another level, mane
Higher than the last, I thought you knew, 'cause this sh*t finna' change
Takin' over Memphis Tennessee, with stronger pimpin', G
Put them hoes in place, 'cause they were [?] for the '93
You better beware these pimps in the air don't barr none of you b*tches [?]
On a stroll just took control you n*ggas, 'cause I got my tone
[Verse 5: Mac T Dog]
Poppin' slugs to yo' head, comin' hard like a real Mac
Pistol play Mac T, trick drop blow a hole straight in yo' back
'93, gone G, '94, in, ho
M-A-C-T-D-O-G creepin', with that steel pole
Ridin' in the Chevy, me and my n*gga Tommy Wright cheefin' out
Make that turn on murderer street, yo' pop up at my n*gga house
Pick 'em up, we cheefin', mane, headed to the liquor store
Seen this n*gga tryna flodge his teeth, let's take that young rookie dough
Stick 'em up, he runnin' home tryna' get his tone, G
Caught that fool slippin' at the front door, shot 'em with my .380
Boom, boom, boom, to the dome, then he lay dead
Get in the car and ball a [?]
f*ck this sh*t [?]
[?] some sh*t I wouldn't've done in '93
'94 is the year for pimpin', killin', stealin', robbin' a trick
See you my nig' out of the dough, comin' out for the '94

[Verse 6: Tommy Wright III]
I'm treal, I kill, I'm still slangin' and makin' deals
The thrill is what I feel, when I peel yo' cap off with the snap
You're trapped once I got this Glock c*cked, ready to pop
Drop goes the narc perpetratin', I send yo' ass to Satan
Dead homies, dead roadies, that's what I always see
Mommas cryin', partners dyin' is what I saw up in '93
Tommy Wright is ready to swarm, just like a thunderstorm
Project born, keep my horn from beepin' when a n*gga creepin'
Dead or alive, 9 to 5 ain't what I strive for
I don't f*ck with yo' ass dude, so what you f*ck with mine for?
Got my strap ready to jack, stack my shells real well
Ain't no joke, can't go broke, gotta let the pistol smoke
Go for broke, killin' folks, will I make it? I don't know
'93 I played around but not anymore in '94

[Outro]
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94
I ain't took no sh*t in '93 and I ain't takin' none in '94