Grab Da Gauge lyrics

[M-Child] [Chorus x4]



Grab the gauge, full of rage, `cause the bullshit you started,

Put your vest on, bitch, and watch; I`ll aim for your head.



[M-Child]



Get your shit together, nigga, before your body be dragged,

Leave you stanky like some panties in a fat bitch`s ass.

I`m kicking with top-notch, moving over for my class,

Something in me forever burning like Jehova harrass.

Motherfuckers on my street, we be `bout making scrilla`,

M.P.D. hop on the scene, we be vamping, my nigga.

If you ain`t from Orange Mound, acting like you a killa`,

Stick your chest out like you hard, yo, give up, they gonna miss ya.

Niggas don`t get the picture, I tell `em time after time,

Can`t stress that shit enough, not even up in my rhyme.

So I stay cool; when a pack a niggas, cock my nine,

Get stupid if you want `em, so anxious, I hear you whine.

Protect your shit; most of you niggas be faking,

Bitch, I`ll jump on you like grease and jump on you when you fry bacon.

Don`t play no games, M-Child`ll leave your shit wet,

Like a pussy that`s been fucked, Georgia, you can`t forget, yeah.



[Chorus x4]



[M-Child]



I be looking like a possum, I walk the streets at night time,

Taking back what be mine, put that shit in my rhyme.

M-C-H-I-L-D, a Memphis, Tennessee figure,

I`m a ghetto-type nigga, fuck one, pull back the trigger.

If a nigga talk shit, and it ain`t even worth it,

I`ll stick a beer in your ass and won`t think twice about it.

But if a nigga get me, this rapping shit won`t stop,

The lord`ll have me up in heaven bumping out with Tupac.

Until the fucking row blows, I`ll treat you niggas like hoes,

The only thing that you can do with rhymes; startin` wear some panty-hose.

Pockets so swole, rocking shows, I know my roll,

Mad enough to knock your ass up side the head with a phone-pole.

And if it get krilla`, gon` dynamite I toss,

I`m the motherfucking boss your punk ass, settle for loss.

When I cross your path, you won`t laugh, you`ll be scared,

I`ll crawl up in your head and talk some fusion, now you dead.



[Chorus x4]
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