Shoot Cha In A Minute lyrics

[Chorus: Sicx & X-Raided]
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop
X-Raided and ya don't stop...

[Verse 1: X-Raided]
Straight going on a war path, taking n*ggas out like it ain't sh*t
You can't cope with the X-Loc gone hit
A n*gga gotta be, don't even try to be a friend of me
You just want a piece of me
I know what I see thru my eyes:
I see another black brotha living life streetwise
Making dollars like a dope man
Making money anyway that a n*gga can
Taking your sh*t and selling drugs
Getting drunk, sagging Levi's, looking like a thug
Hanging with my n*ggas at the spot
The spot's hot so I'm looking out for cops
And I spotted one
Told my n*gga Trip' to slap the clip in the gun
9 double M, the U-Z-I, you ask why
'Cause a n*gga ain't gonna die...
Like a sucka, I'm going out spraying
Letting fools know X-Raided ain't playing
A murder? Yeah, I had something to do with it
'Cause I'll shoot cha punk ass in a minute...
[Chorus: Sicx & X-Raided]
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
Lynch Hung and ya don't stop...

[Verse 2: X-Raided]
People always ask why I act this way
I say: 'cause I'm a villain like my homeboy Ray
A straight lunatic, a little skitzo
A male ho, a mothaf*cking psycho
Killing punk n*ggas like flies
You p*ss me off, then everybody dies
X ain't the one to be ludicrous
Any mothaf*cka that I wanna diss I'm gonna diss
It might be you if ya on the sh*tlist
Instead of 'uncle', I'ma make ya say 'Triple Sicx'
And make you suck four di*ks
In otherwords you can get the duck sick
And ya better do it good, choke this di*k
Make me nut real quick
20 seconds like a mothaf*ck
It feels good like a mothaf*ck so, b*tch: suck
It taste like chocolate, that's the nickname
Doggy style, I'm known to inflict pain
Making hoes feel real swell
A n*gga with a mind like mine needs to go to hell
Where else can a n*gga go? (Nowhere!)
In heaven, the mothaf*ckas don't allow psychos
Now the book is closed
A fool like me killed all them hoes
Cause I'll (shoot a mothaf*cka in a minute)...
[Chorus: Sicx & X-Raided]
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop
Yo, pump it up, n*gga and ya don't stop...

[Verse 3: X-Raided]
The definition for a schizo is
Strictly killing any tough son of a b*tch
When I say tough I mean he thinks he's tough
I'm kinda fed up, a n*gga done had enough...
Of this sh*t to last me a year or two
What in the f*ck a n*gga gotta do...
Nowadays to get his point across
I don't know, I guess ya gotta get tossed...
Like a salad, the ballad of a menace
Ya can call this a ten percent diss
Ya get p*ssed but I don't give a f*ck
Ya wanna squab, yo, then what the f*ck is up?
My n*gga Trip got a nine for ya ass
Talk sh*t, mothaf*cka, and we blast
Three sixes, the code that we use
I'm killing Muslims, Baptists and Jews
And Jehovahs, f*ck a witness
Hipping n*ggas to the Triple Sicx Sickness
At my house my windows are tinted
Knock on my door: I'll shoot cha in a minute...
[Chorus: Sicx & X-Raided]
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)
And ya don't stop
(And ya don't stop, and ya don't stop)

[Verse 4: X-Raided]
The definition for X-Raided
Is ruthless attitude towards every delinquent
Don't forget the 'X' for 'Xtra'
The Xtra ass I kick so nobody steps up
To the villain peeping that bullsh*t
I grab the nine and unload the clip
Spray every punk n*gga on the scene
'Cause I'm a lunatic, know what I mean?
Don't forget that Triple Sicx got the backfade
Step up, try to steal, ya get sprayed
'Cause I'm not giving up an inch
And neither is the mothaf*cking Lynch... Hung
But you ain't dumb, you know what's up
The whole Mafia is crazier than a mothaf*ck
We don't give a f*ck about the next man
Unless he's down with our clan
And if ya ain't then ya got nothing coming
Do like a n*gga from Compton and start running
A hundred miles to the city I'm from
The S-A-C, punk b*tch, you can't get none
I'm from South Sac, we all pack
Even that n*gga Homicide is kicking raps
A title to be won, well we're taking it
And if not we'll shoot cha ass in a minute...

[Chorus: Sicx & X-Raided]
And ya don't stop (ya don't stop)
Ya don't stop (ya don't stop)
Ya don't stop
(Ya don't stop, ya don't stop)
Can I kick it? (ya don't stop)
Can I kick it? (ya don't stop)
Can I kick it? (ya don't stop)
(Ya don't stop, ya don't stop, and I'm out)