("Elephant Man is on the sample hook saying "Bullet Bullet")
|
|
Intro: "Elephant Man Sample" (Uncle Murda)
|
BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! East New York!!!!
|
BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!
|
(Brooklyn!!!) BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!
|
BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! (Uncle Murda!!!)
|
|
[Chorus: Uncle Murda] (Elephant Man Sample)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Don't worry about the gun it's the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
If you a snitch you get a clip full of (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Hit in the head with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Don't worry about the gun it's the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
If you a snitch you get a clip full of (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Hit in the head with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
|
[Verse 1: Uncle Murda] (Elephant Man Sample)
|
East New York you know I rep Brooklyn Brooklyn
|
Got my finger on the trigger I'm a pull it, pull it
|
Dread got pounds of weed so I took it, took it
|
He ain't wanna get hit with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
I'm grindin, I move from block to block
|
Start grippin up when they say the cops the cops
|
Everybody starts to screamin out it's hot it's hot
|
There they go my thang go pop, pop
|
Battyboy!!! Now you a body boy
|
He got shot once but that was a shotty boy
|
Now his wifey like oh my boo dead, dead
|
That bullet damn near to off his own, head
|
Uh, Now I'm puffin on my chronic, chronic
|
First time I caught a body it made me vomit
|
Uh, but now it ain't nothin I love it
|
You don't wanna romp with me when my gun get the bussin
|
|
[Chorus: Uncle Murda] (Elephant Man Sample)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Don't worry about the gun it's the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
If you a snitch you get a clip full of (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Hit in the head with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Don't worry about the gun it's the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
If you a snitch you get a clip full of (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Hit in the head with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
|
[Verse 2: Uncle Murda]
|
Shorty got her mouth open like she yawnin, yawnin
|
I put my pipe in it that's all she wanted, wanted
|
I heard she's messin with a famous rapper
|
I ain't 'gon say his name he might go home and smack her
|
She told me he in love he be lovin her
|
Once I heard that out of spite I start crushin her
|
Brown hair homey handcuffin her
|
You know me one night with the chick then I'm dumpin her
|
I was gettin gettin gettin some head
|
Then I'm back on the block gettin gettin that bread
|
My fo' fifth fully loaded loaded
|
Man wherever I go I tote it tote it
|
These little chumps don't want no drama
|
I valet your baby mama and your mama
|
Then hit yo' ass up with the llama
|
Have you screamin out yo I need a doctor doctor
|
|
[Chorus: Uncle Murda] (Elephant Man Sample)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Don't worry about the gun it's the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
If you a snitch you get a clip full of (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Hit in the head with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Don't worry about the gun it's the (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
If you a snitch you get a clip full of (BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
Hit in the head with a (BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!)
|
|
[Bridge: Jabba]
|
Uncle Murda!!! Jabba seh pull up!!! pull up pull up!!!!!!!
|
Wheeeeeeeelllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!! BULLET!!!
|
And play that tune again
|
|
[Verse 3: Uncle Murda]
|
Hey look at homeboy talkin to the po' po'
|
Didn't I tell everybody that's a no, no
|
He thought he was on the low, low
|
He was surprised when I hit him with the fo' fo'
|
He was chillin puffin on the co-coa
|
Turned around saw me he was like uh, oh
|
He said Murda don't shoot don't shoot
|
I got money, I'll give you the loot, give you the loot
|
|
[Chorus: Uncle Murda] (Elephant Man Sample)
|
You can run but can't hide from the (BULLET!!! BU |