Bravehearts I Will Lyrics

I Will Lyrics

[Chorus-Wiz and Jungle]

Now when I pull out that thang
You know what
I'ma do
You's a dead motha fucka
Or when I catch you wit no
dough
Without ya whole crew
You be walkin through the whole hood naked,
12 Gauge behind your ear
Your mere mortal life I take it
And you know
that, I Will

[Verse 1- Wiz]

All my niggas is rude
All my
niggas'll shoot
Every thought with emotion
All the generals will will
proof
That we get at this paper
Back smack these fools
Do whatever for
the cheddar
Even clap that dude
I'm even yellin', ain't no tellin
What
my niggas'll do
When we start movin' ill
That's when you know it ain't
cool
It ain't safe man
This nigga watchin' my slang
That's when he
wanted to hang
That's when he pledged to my gang
But we don't fuck wit no
badges
Unless they takin' the blame
Of a 20 corpse masacare
And never
sayin' my name
Blastin' ya
Never doin' a thang
I never heard nothin,
seen nothin
Anyway
My Braveheart (?) will wet you
Hit you forget
you
Throw the cops off
That nigga Wiz is a boss
I don't respect
you
Hit 'em up with AK's
Bet you never come back
When I get you,
nigga

[Chorus]

Now when I pull out that thang
You know what
I'ma do
You's a dead motha fucka
Or when I catch you wit no
dough
Without ya whole crew
You be walkin through the whole hood naked,
12 Gauge behind your ear
Your mere mortal life I take it
And you know
that, I Will

[Verse 2-Jungle]

Anywhere you see me standin'
I
make it like my block
Ya wanna call the cops
Cause my fo-five
blocked
I put you in the hospital
Picture me poppin' you
Standin' over
top of you
Survival's impossible
A miracle
My bullets be tearin'
you
Blood out ya bullet wounds
Ya condition be critical
I'm
invisible
Bangin' wit my gang
My SK wit the scope
Hit you long
range
And I know,
You don't wanna die
I cant see it in ya eyes
That
ya life is a lie
I'ma, mastermind
Always on the grind
From Alabama to
Atlanta
Sellin' them pies
My homie's doin' time
Comin' home spittin'
rhymes
I get a nigga a nine
And a handful of dimes
Henny no
chaser
Roll a dutch, not paper
Lets get this money now
Nigga, never
later

[Chorus]

Now when I pull out that thang
You know what
I'ma do
You's a dead motha fucka
Or when I catch you wit no
dough
Without ya whole crew
You be walkin through the whole hood naked,
12 Gauge behind your ear
Your mere mortal life I take it
And you know
that, I Will

[Verse 3- Wiz and (Jungle)]

Now how we do wit
snitch?
(They get the street death penalty)
(3 shots in tha head)
(Tha
mutha fuckin remedy)
Nigga told on the whole family!
(Yeah son we gon get
him)
(Bullets is gon hit him)
(I don't care who wit him)
So we jump in
the V
(Now we lookin for his crib)
(Circle where he live)
(Yo, look!
There it is)
Runnin' up the steps to the bitch
Who snitched on my
partner
(Ay yo, yo, knock on the door son)
(Shot his father!)
Lettin
off some low shots
Bullets barkin and sparkin
(We killin anybody)
(In
the apartment)
On the getaway
(Gun's out joggin to the cars)
I think
that nigga NaShawn
Popped a little too far
(Ay yo, Wiz)
(There goes a
witness!)
Jungle handle ya business, nigga
I'ma pull up wit the car wit
the quickness
(Fuck a courtcase)
(I shot him in the face)
And if the
cops come
None of these bullets goin to waste

[Chorus]

Now
when I pull out that thang
You know what I'ma do
You's a dead motha
fucka
Or when I catch you wit no dough
Without ya whole crew
You be
walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear
Your mere
mortal life I take it
And you know that, I Will

[music fades til end]