Bring It On Lyrics - Singles - Geto Boys

Cover your dome or feel the motherfuckin' glock 

The problem child is in the house, I'm lettin' off shots 

Biggedy bang, biggedy bang, hit them motherfuckers dead 

I'm down on this track and I'm about to get wreck 

I'm comin' like a hustla never comin' busta 

Blastin' around you hoes screamin', "Die motherfucka" 

Never showin' mercy 'cause that shit is for the weak 

I [unverified] put my glock and knock that nigga off his feet 

A young nigga judge says, "I'm bigger" 

Step up with that bullshit and I'm a greet you with this trigger 

Blastin' all you hoes to let you know how it feels 

Fuckin' with the 5th ward psycho get your fuckin' dome peeled 

Motherfucker bring it on 

It's the Seagster, the major leagesta 

Bitch deceiver, nigga, life reliever 

Oakland hustler, never been a buster 

Make way for the nine try, I'm comin' motherfucker 

Straight from the 6-9, the final line village 

Doin' more damage than an Exxon spillage 

Uh, coward and that's that 

I'm known to pack a gat and put heads on flap 

No rehabilitating my trigger 

Take a nigga out the ghetto 

But you can't take the ghetto out the nigga 

Ain't nothin' changed since the 70's 

I'm hell bound bitch my life ain't never been heavenly 

Never slippin' porno, a nigga don't laugh 

Game tight replace a niggas nights with a toe tag 

Fazoo his ass and a zigga I'm the founder 

Stackin' up bodies like Jeffery Dahlmer 

Oh, here comes the flow 

Watch me as I tip toe to a niggas window with my M-60 

Puttin' motherfuckers out they misery 

And watchin' the murders 

Reenacted on 'Unsolved Mysteries' 

Trick, coward ass pussy, ass faggot 

Six feet deep is where you sleep with 

The worms and the maggots 

Nigga can't harm me 

Rap-A-Lot army comin' like Desert Storm 

You've been warned but if you still want 

Some nigga bring it on 

Band-aid bandit of too much trouble