"Who Shot Ya '04" lyrics

Who shot ya
Rock'a'by motherfucker
I hope you high motherfucker
Ready to die motherfucker

All my bk niggas, kill at will
Who shot ya?
Separate the weak from state prop tha

(Turn my mic up, yea turn my mic up
Turn the beat up)

Who shot ya?
Nigga, feel the lead from my chopper
We can grab our piece and get this ceased
And get it on nigga
Take this shit to the streets
But you'd rather rat and squeak to police
Until you get hit with the four-pound heat
Blood start to leak, heartbeat get weak
Send 'em to the priest, forever you'll sleep
Six-feet deep
You drownin in shit's creek
The sandman visit niggas in their sleep
Picture me in prison gettin business by the week
Even if they cuff 'em my boys got instructions:
Strictly destruction
Everybody sufferin, ya kids; butt fuck 'em
Starve 'em with construction
Show mercy on nothing
Beat 'em till their skin busting
Slaughter, torture
Pour acid on your daughter
Your bitch pregnant; rape her!
Make her break her water
Now u can go and tell jake that nigga
Lame niggas, the same nigga
Inquires; front page nigga
Like bin ladin with his k in a cave nigga
Hit-men for higher, guns, gettin paid nigga
I got a hundred for your head in a bag
Another hundred if it's broad day on the ave
Who shot ya?... the evil genius
Motherfuckers!
Nigga, all you seen was the light from the heat
Mask on tight, get away was so sweet
A bunch'a black smoke, dual exhaust on the jeep
Back tires screech while they mark up the streets
I'm 'a slide for the truck up the street
Yellow tape off the block when I quake off the Glock
Extended clips, silencers on the hammers
Gats won't slip; rubber grips on the handles
Thou shall not fuck with Bean Sig scrappy
Prepare for that trip in that caddy
I'm killin you like full-blown HIV (H.I.V.)
Rape ya kids
Like in the first verse but the shit get worse
No need for the hearse when the four-pound burst
Blow up ya face then show up at the wake
Piss on the casket
Or dump out your ashes
Shoot up the choir
Light the church on fire
Who shot ya...?
Go 'head nigga, rat to the coppers
If I gave a fuck I would'a clapped up ya doctor
Chased down and shot up the driver
Who pushed the ambulance
Wouldn't be no second chances
IVS, gause, a ace bandage
Crutches, canes, wheelchairs; impaired transit
Nigga you better off with cancer or AIDS
Try to run up hill with no legs

Who shot you cock suckers
Public enemy number-fucking-one