Lyrical Breakdown of Hand On the Pump - DJ MUGGS 2021 Remix - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Well I'm an alley cat, some say a dirty rat On my side is my gat, see I'm all of that Spittin' out buck shots, boy I'm gonna wet'cha Runnin' hot, but I'm still comin' to get'cha Thinkin' like a peace smoke, comin' on a homicide You talkin' shit, tryna take me for a ride I'm not a bad guy, but I'm the funky feel Finger on the trigger with my hands upon the steel Lettin' out a bullet, this is goin' boo-ya You're stuck in my hood, so what ya gonna do now? Being the hunted one is no fun Here I come son, yo I think ya better run Better run more, and move a little faster Second of thought and I'm coming to blast ya With my Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump Left hand on a forty Pumped my shotgun Lala la la lala la laa Comin at you like a stiff blow, fuckin up your program Ain't takin shit from you him or no man Master mind maniac and a menace soo How they want to pass sentence All because a nigga tried to play me on the trigger He missed, so now the nigga's pissed Rude and crude like a pit bull, get to the point Your fuckin card will get pulled, now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And I'm handin out beatdowns I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And I'm handin out beatdowns Put me in chains, try to beat my brains I can get out, but the grudge remains When I see ya punk ass, I'm gonna getcha Fucking do ya, shotgun go boo-yaa! Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump Left hand on a forty Pumped my shotgun Lala la la lala la laa Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with Cuz I'm the chill one, known to get ill one They stepped to the Hill "What's up?", I had to kill one Now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And they got me on lock down Headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And they got me on lock down Living like a nigga who done lost his mind Cause I ain't goin out like a spineless jellyfish Some say life is a bitch Ask that punk who dug his own ditch Out for the Hill fuckin up at a party Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body Lala la la lala la laaa Look at all of those funeral cars Cause I'ma Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump Left hand on a forty Pumped my shotgun Lala la la lala la laa