Ammo Poetic Ammunition Check Lyrics

Ammunition Check Lyrics

*LANDSLYDE*
Ammo check one triple to the barrel gun
Loading the ammo now
ready and done
Pull the trigger glack glack ain't a mic check
Run run
Ammunition check
Enemies hunt you down like a predator
Sniper piper
sharpshooter
Yes it's a foulplay head got no price
Point Blanc dribbling
between your eyes
Showina throwina killina Ammunition
Doina throwina
killina Poetic on a mission
Hardcore mission

Chorus
Ammunition
check it up
When my homies got my back you better step up step up
now
Ammunition check it up
We ain't through with your crew so get up get
up now

Repeat * 2

*C.LOCO*
Check the Ammo , Comin to expose
those who pose now
Buckin all the jokers , out to mow you down
Suckers
thought that they were big
They came they screwed up the game like
pigs
Now they wanna try to hang with the Ammo
You ain't even shit to me
so buck off and lay low
Like a movie (straight from the tv)
They pose
they act say cheese to the big screen
4 and 5 and 3 and 2
Ammo's in
effect punk watcha gonna do
We're comin straight out like a big fat
clan
For you to see your crew crash now you understand

Break
And
if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)
And if you gimme that shit (Pump
pump the ass)
And if you gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)
And if you
gimme that shit (Pump pump the ass)

*POINT BLANC*
Ammunition check
rat-tat-tat like this and that
Coz when I'm pullin' triggers all the posers
droppin' down flat
Rhymin' and rippin' I'll be tearin' and kickin' your
crew
Dribblin' on the rhymes that is somethin' you can't do
POP POP
Poetic Ammo's in effect
For you to see macks yer' better watch your damn
backs
SPLAT That's the kind of sound when all yer' homies hit the
ground
Coz' Ammo's risin' in the scene yer damn freakin' clowns
Rage all
over as I am rhymin' on stage
Ammo is the name and we're rappers of the new
age
(Showina throwina killina Ammunition
Doina throwina killina Poetic on
a mission                                       )
Hardcore
mission)

Chorus * 2

*C.LOCO*
Rich kids talkin' bout the
buckin' dope ghetto
No use if you don't know how to flow
As I'm flowin'
slowly I'm goin'
To the next beat on my feet as movin'
*POINT
BLANC*
POP POP Poetic Ammo's in effect
For you to see macks yer' better
watch your damn backs

*YOGI B*
When I'm packin it, stackin it back to
the back yo people get up
ah do you relly know I'ma pakin it up
real
smooth nuttin'a rough
me baby girl come tell me is it enough
takita,
takita tom with a boom I rattling and shaking the room
something strange
whenever i'm on the microphone
check it from your neck up
my ammo's
poetic poser better back up,
Back up, back up, back up, back up, back up
now!

Chorus * 2