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Im a professional

Im a professional

Im a professional...

[top dog]

You must be blind and deaf

To think that you can test

Originoo gunn clappz 2 to yo chest

(pumm! pumm!)

May the buddha bless you where they rest you

Underground, where you hear the sound

Bucktown!

Home where we roam

Pack mad chrome

So niggas watch your dome-piece

Or you just might just catch 2 shots to your motherfuckin head

Batty bwoy gwan dead

[ruck]

Time for some action

Dick in yo mouth satisfaction

I pull it out you breathe again like toni braxton

Im askin niggas, but Im blastin niggas

Yo we pass dem niggas, so the ruck just laugh at niggas

My mind ills off rhyme skills and nine mills

So Ill drill styles that keep the mine filled

Blunts get smoked and chumps get choked

When they try to quote the notes that b-i-g ruck wrote

So ah make way for the master blaster

Who blast past bastards, cuz my shits mastered,uh

Chorus:

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The heltah, the skeltah, the gunn, the clappaz

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Blah! like that

The heltah, the skeltah, the gunn, the clappaz

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Blah! like that

The heltah, the skeltah, the gunn, the clappaz

[louieville sluggah]

Well its the louieville sluggah motherfucka

Straight outta bucktown!

Word to mother, shit is real fuckin with this crowd

Times is hard, niggas do need a bodyguard

To block the body scars, bootcamp always stand in charge

I brings the beef to the biggest of them bigger niggas

All them bigger niggas scared to death of all us little niggas

And smif(smif) to the wessun(wessun) got our backs

So nigga grab ya gat, cuz you could catch a head clap

Slap the nigga face up and down, take the smile off ya face

Or catch 2 strays straight to ya face

You punk pussy, yous a rookie

Ima play your ass like a hot day of hookie, so push me

Ill stomp ya face, put a boot in the place of ya front tooth

The truth you shoulda let loose

(chorus)

[rock]

Ayo, go get your boys

Tell em bring the noise if ya want want it

(fuck dem niggas!)

Try and run up on this nigga that stay blunted

That nigga rock still livin ill

I will kill at will

And fill you up from yo gut to yo grill

(tell em sam, tell em sam)

Nah, man that be my grandpops

I slam cops for glocks

And buck shots all over your block

I cant believe there really be non-believers

Who wanna see the rock give em growing pains like mike seaver

(nah mean)

Mr. inflicksta will jack ya, rollin with the originoo gunn clappaz

So act up, we strapped

(what!)

Boot camps thick in this bitch

Guard ya melon or catch a swellin from some old stiff shit

[starang]

Niggas get crushed into dust, they can feel the wrath plus

Fuck around and get that ass bust

Standin in the back ya wondered and ya frightened

Fuckin with the starang ya face the thunder and the lightnin

Awesome, tossin niggas like steve austin

Niggas get baked like beans thats straight from boston

And my glocks make shit hot, cops get

More nervous than thursdays on the box

And every now and then a sucka trys to attack

Heltah skeltah plays the front, gunn clappaz in the back

So act, like you want the mac to ya grill

Embrace my face its kill or be killed

(chorus)

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Its the heltah skeltah gunn clappaz

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