Your Ass Got Took lyrics

Uh(yawning)...sh*t
Here I go again. One more motherf*cking time
Giving you examples on all your asses gettin took
Yo Doug, drop that sh*t

[Verse 1]
Get em up motherf*cker this is it
Hold them up where I can see them, or take a slug, b*tch
Cause if you make a false move it'll cost ya
No need to cry for help, the world just lost ya
And I don't give a f*ck about no witnesses
Witness this (gunshot)
Make it so you can't be fingered out
If you gotta kill a b*tch, let 'em bring her out
Have no mercy when you jack
Dress the whole motherf*ckin family up in black
f*ck a five-oh, you gotta bail out
Or your black ass is headed for that jailhouse
People all the judges wanna bust you
The D.A. does the hangin, he agrees because he's f*ckin her
Ain't no redneck judge gonna boot
A n*gga like the Brad cuz a n*gga like the Brad shoots
Don't be afraid my brother
Put your finger on the trigger, close your eyes, and squeeze the motherf*cker
f*ck the press, you gotta pop a chest
If they don't cooperate, grab some hostages
Kick an old b*tch in her pouch
Skull an old n*gga, knock his motherf*ckin dentures out
Push an old man out his wheelchair
He's still there and squeals there, he gets killed there
If it's left up to me, I'd bury em
They got a n*gga livin in a sanitarium
A real thief goes by the book
And that's the first example of your ass being took
[Verse 2]
I'm pullin them motherf*ckin Boones Farms
A n*gga's talking sh*t he's got me reaching for my firearm
But I ain't goin out like a sucker
I open up the bar now motherf*cker
If you're caught in the crossfire
It musta been time for your ass to expire
'Cause I don't shed tears on a victim
f*ck with me, I gotta get him
That's how it is in the motherf*ckin streets
Motherf*ckers check your nuts, and try to play a n*gga weak
But I got news for your ass
Here's a little blast from the Brad
Now put that in your pipe and smoke it
Put your hands around your di*k and choke it
You gotta keep your nuts out your stomach, miller
'Cause I'mma put a twelve-gauge on your ass, n*gga
And never take a second look
Your ass got took

[Verse 3]
Here's some game for you di*k-suckin b*tches
You hoes who's givin up the pus*y for the riches
But a n*gga like me don't pay sh*t
To put it blunt to you homie, don't play b*tch
So open up and let me get it
Me pay for the pus*y? b*tch quit it
Ain't no pus*y in the world worth cash flow
Put bank in your ass, oh no
It ain't no way, motherf*cker
You can be the world's best di*k sucker
But you still don't fit on the payroll
I run game on a b*tch and lay low
And let her roll with someone else
And let the other motherf*cker play his self
Let her get his cash flow
But I'm still gettin that ass bro
Let the other n*gga keep her
But every time you f*ck her ain't that pus*y gettin deeper?
I bet it kinda makes you wonder
When you're home all alone, "Yo, Akshun place is farther"
Ha ha ha, thought you had her
But when you fall asleep, yo, she's rolling with the Bradster
I peep out game and just chill
You gave her money for rent, but honey paid my light bill
It ain't like a n*gga ain't rich
But a b*tch has gotta pay for this di*k
Reverse the game, get her hooked
Yo, her ass got took
Scarface is in the house. Douglas King is in the motherf*ckin house
Ole' Jay is in the motherf*ckin house. Bido in the motherf*ckin house
Geto Boys in this motherf*cker, and we outta here, yeah!