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Bop Gun (One Nation)

Artist:Ice Cube  Album:Lethal Injection  Writer:CLINTON GEORGE JR/COLLINS WILLIAM EARL/JACKSON O'SHEA  Composer:CLINTON GEORGE JR/COLLINS WILLIAM EARL/JACKSON O'SHEA 

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At these up late times, hardcore funkateers before the bop gun. We unleash you a positive light The bop gun can do you no harm It frees yo mind, so yo kind can follow. (Yeahhh.) So wide you can't get around it So low you can't get under it So high you can't get over it IIIIIIII, can't get over it [Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit] [Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit] [Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit] [Ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit-dit] Well all right! Attention all radio station jocks ... haw haw, got to be groovin' jammin' on yo box. The Mothership Connection is upon you again. Yeah, workin' up a sweat is it wet yet? [Ready or not, here we come Getting down for the one which we believe in] 1993, much more ba-e-ya-e-younce Ice Cube comin' with the half ounce Not Just Knee Deep jeep fulla smog A, To, mic, Dog Like ya behind, heard it through the grapevine How much longer will you be mine? And I'ma tell ya, I don't like drama So do I have to put my handcuffs on your mama 'Cause Bertha Butt did her fuckin' boogie with her crew But I'd rather fuck you, boo And make you say humdrum tweedee dum Humdrum don't succumb when I'm done, buckin' shit One nation under a groove gettin down for the fuck of it Tear the roof of this motherfucker like we did last night, son And hit you with the bop gun Here's my chance to dance my way Out of my constriction Gonna be freakin' up and down Hang up really late The groove I only got We shall all be moved Ready or not, here we come Gettin down for the one which we believe in [One nation under a groove Gettin down just for the funk of it One nation and we're on the move Nothin can stop us now] {Yeah.} Dance, sucka, dance! {Yeah, heh heh. And it don't stop. Sheeeit.} Givin' you more of what you're funkin' for Aw, feet don't fail me now Ha ha Do you promise the funk {yep} the whole funk, Nothin but the funk {Hit you with the bop gun, heh Buss a cap with my bop gun, Gotta hit you with the bop gun, Buss a cap with the bop gun hit you with the bop gun, Buss a cap with the bop gun, 'cause I'm the top gun} Ready. {yep} Ready. {yep} Ready. {yep, come on} [Ready or not, here we come Gettin down on the one which we believe in] If you hear any noise, it's just me and the boys Playin with our toys M-1, cuz everybody's gotta have fun Under the sun, under the sun So rough, so tough when I get down The disco fiend with the monster sound I wants to get fucked up when I'm chillin', whoa The bigger the headache, the bigger the pill-in You let her funk me 'cause my funk is the best Comin from the West Kickin that shit be occupied, dedicated to the preservation motion of hips Hittin them dips, cd skips but I'm straight As I bounce, rock, skate now I'll toast to that If it's rough, make the girls say "Do that stuff! Aw, do that stuff!" But ya got to be, you got to be a freak of the week For the top gun hit you with the bop gun [One nation under a groove


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