Rod Piper (burn Ya) lyrics

Artist  : Tec-9 
Song : Rod Piper (burn Ya)



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Chorus:







If I woulda caught'cha, 



I woulda brought'cha in the Calliope 



and burnt'cha like a bitch, a straight bitch,



Now if I woulda caught'cha, 



I woulda brought'cha in the Calliope 



and burnt'cha like a bitch, a straight bitch,



Now if I woulda caught'cha, 



Now nigga don't make me ups the big pistol, 



blast my fella with the chucks,



Don't make me ups the big pistol, 



y'all know, Tec gives a fuck,



Don't make me ease up on the scene 



it makes ya rowdy like Rod Piper,



Ease up on the scene 



and makes ya rowdy like Rod Piper,



Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper,



Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper,



Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper







First Verse:







Now some of you niggas didn't think I'd be back,
surprise,



I'm bigger than a nuclear bomb,



More dangerous than Saddam Hussein and they claim
to be better,



But I bet'cha when I touch the block it's gone
turn hot,



Into your sucka heart, don't start, I'M READY TO
KILL NIGGA,



This is judgment day, AND I'M THE ONE YOU GOT'Z
TO DEAL WITH NIGGA,



And it's on it's on, the playa hatin' done
started,



Try to leave a nigga for dead, but I served my
five,



I'm long departed and servin' 'em, so better get
serious, I'm eatin' up,



Told them lil' ones that don't like cookies that
you better go eat 'em up,



Get bucked up, get fucked up, we got two sides to
this shit,



This nigga don't take no shorts at all fool, I'm
on the rise with this shit







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Second Verse:







One day I learned that I could rap, even rock and
roll, R and B,



I learned to play with my voice just like
Stevie,



And I wonder, if I can bust down through them
doors,



I bust you in the head with my bass guitar, look
here,



I fell off, had to do a little bit in the pen,



But I'm back again, spinnin' the bin,



With the Mac-10 twins, 



KILLIN' YA UP WITH THE PLAYA HATERS







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Third Verse:







Now can you feel me?This is real G,



Eliminated,



The problem before the problem got too big for me
to handle,



ATF heard about the scandal,



Somebody told 'em bout the Mausberg with the
pistol-grip handle,



Retaliate for what they did to my nigga
Randall,



It's only natural that I leave your ass in front
of Rhodes Tavern,



Usin' the same pattern,



I drive up, and let'cha have it,



Banana clips, now there ya have it,



Take one of mines, and I'm gonna take one of
yours,



But ain't no stoppin' to this drama, cuz I'm
kickin' in doors,



Everybody get on the floor cuz it's a murder
don't mistake for a robbery,



I came here to kill, fuck the money,



One fool thought he was smart, and made a break
for the door,



I act a donkey with that chopper he ain't runnin'
no more,



Bullet shells all over the place unidentified
bodies,



Cuz the chopper took off the face of some nigga
who was rowdy, rowdy,



Shit done hit the fan, situation is bout it, bout
it,



Keep my heat, can't let no nigga catch me without
it,



And I don't doubt it, if they catch yeah they
might wet me,



But it's plain to see, that y'all can't change
me,



Cuz I'ma go down bustin' holdin' up three, nigga
what?



Niggas, you niggas, you niggas,



Some of you niggas, you niggas, you niggas,



Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper,



Rod Piper, Rod Piper, Rod Piper







Chorus