Judgement Day lyrics

featuring Jet

[Jet]
It`s Judgement Day and like you mothafuckas can`t stop me
Fuck being dropped, nigga, you gotta Glock me
I`m judging these fucking cowards, bitch
Only 18 and feeling that first power shit
Mad Family got a nigga on strong status
These outlanders can`t fuck with factors
And fuck fools who think they bigga
Give me a chainsaw and I pluck another face, nigga
Put on my burners and straight do dirt, bro
Ya gotta loose to gain and the remain there is murder
I`ma start pumping mo` in ya
So it`ll be a fucking bloody job for the coroner
No reasoning, nigga, I got a Baretta, hoe
I gotta show these bitches that Jet is federal
Point black showed me love and I might trust ya
Try to do me and I gotta bust ya, busta
Jet is standing strong with tin Techs
Put`em to your dome cause bullets know how to chin check
And if ya go outta bounce, we gotta serve ya
Pooh`s help (Straight mothafucking murder)

A fucking enforcer causing straight bloodshed
And putting prices on punk mothafuckas heads
Peeling your cap quick, fast
See, I never had no love for your bitch ass
You can`t move me and I don`t blood sport
So have your vest on
When it`s time to check the Judger...

`Judgement Day.....`
`Judgement Day.....`
`Judgement Day.....`

[Pooh-Man]
It`s time to peel some caps
Death is at your door, mothafuckas, and it`s like that
I`m a Seminary soldier, I told ya
Slit ya fucking throat and rip ya head off ya shoulders
Seems ya ran in to a brick wall, sucker
Two sick niggas from the Eastside Gutters
Pooh and Jet hooked up, niggas` skanless
Now I gots to do some mothafucking damage
I`m leaving three corpses behind me
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