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Onyx - Frow Yo Gunz lyrics
Take em out, take em out, bring em out dead
 Shine em up, shine em up, shine the bald head
 One gun, two gun, three gun, four
 You're, mine, it's all about crime
 Onyx! (echoes)
Verse One: Suave
 It's time to get live, live, live like a wire
 I set a whole choir on fire (UHH!)
 Well done, on the grill, shot skills kills
 and no frills - they try to diss me? They gettin crispy
 Ha, ha hah hah, AND WE DO IT LIKE THIS
 In fact, ?? ?? and jack Jack's
 Cause they can burn in hell shit for all that I care
 Beware the bald head the dread said is they fear
 Stick-up's assassin, traction new reaction
 These fuckin niggaz shoulda made the All Madden
 Onyx is wreckin shit, slip slide step quick
 ?? ?? Infinite that gets crashed like a rented
 The shit they write is black and white; well mines got mad color
 Ain't that right, my blood brother?
 Word up, raise it up!
 We do it with the crew that don't give a fuck
 So throw ya gunz in the air, throw ya gunz in the air
 Buck buck like you don't care
Verse Two: Fredro Starr
 Uh-oh!! Heads up, cause we're droppin some shit
 On your now shot-skills, Onyx tec-9 for a while
 Keep your eyes open in the fight, I'ma swell em
 The hardcore style, rowdy n wild, hits I'ma sell em (sell em)
 To all competition slide back then listen
 I'm kickin all that, shit to the doormat
 Claimin this domain, cause mad pains
 Blood stains, long range - got gats!
 Crazy clips, I sink ships, cuttin faces like a pirate
 I've never caught a flood, for the mad shit that I did
 Heard, you got the word so observe
 I shatter and splatter bodies that blows and bust nerds, OPEN!
 I always leave my barrel smokin
 Throw ya gunz in the airOnyx - Frow Yo Gunz - http://motolyrics.com/onyx/frow-yo-gunz-lyrics.html
 And buck buck like you just don't care
 Just throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like you just don't care
 Just throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like you just don't care
 Just throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like you just don't care
Verse Three: Sticky Fingaz
 Ahhh, I hate your fuckin guts, and I hope that you die
 Sticky Fingaz, the name, and my life is a lie
 Cause I'm havin a bad day, so stay out of my way
 And what the pistol packin people say you better obey
 Just in the nick of time, I commit the perfect crime
 Rip my heart, from my chest, put it right into a rhyme 9YEAH!)
 I don't feel pain cause it's all in the mind
 And what's - mines is mines and, yours is mine
 Don't fuckin blink or I'ma rob yo' ass blind
 Onyx, is rippin shit, I got the tech nine
 So what the plumber got boy buck buck buck buck
 It's like a catastrophe, fuckin with me G
 I'm a bald head with a kinfe
 I want your money or your life
 So, so, so, so?
 So throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like ya just don't care
 Just throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like you just don't care
 Just throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like you just don't care
 Just throw ya gunz in the air
 And buck buck like you just don't care
Outro:
 We the motherfuckin Onyx!
 And we don't give a flying motherfuckin fuck
 Ay yo DS man we gonna come get you out of jail man
 Fuck that, yo DS we comin man, we got the bail
 We got the bail, we gonna break you out man
 Fuck that, yeah!
 We the fuck up out of this piec








