Kane & Abel - Throw Them ThangsLyrics

[Kane & Abel] Yo KL hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane and Abel gangstafied guerrilla shit. We start tightin' up on these niggas like a nigga been doin'. [Magic] Nigga we got the whole no limit motherfuckin' family representing. Them niggas Kane and Abel am I my brothers keeper. Got that fuckin' tank around your fuckin' neck nigga fuckin' right. Nigga. [Chorus] Throw them things, don't make me throw them things nigga Throw them things, don't make me throw them things nigga Throw them things, don't make me throw them things nigga Throw them things, don't make me throw them things nigga [Kane &and Abel] My hustles still sick, set trip, bullets spin niggas flip Hot slugs hit, that's it, rip that ass like some pump dick Feel respect from my balls I don't pause for shit I'm quick to empty my clip and hit the gas bitch Drive by, four niggas thinkin' like they the shit Bye bye, Mr. Kane bring the pain like project brings to the brain My game is worth more then my weight in cocaine Don't want to get wet, but bitch don't go outside in the rain No Limit, we get respect for chin chacks and teks Mob connects, tryin' to disrespect, save your breath Cause I ain't met a motherfucker who can do that yet On the edge of death like we the last real niggas left [Chorus] (My turn now) Respect my mind I'm ready to war with any nigga Face me head up I gotta do that the hard nigga You don't know where drama come from cause I'm with Kane & Abel Twin motherfuckers that's definitely willing and able Picture the pain we puttin' these niggas through We got bitches hurtin' too, we runnin' through the whole fuckin' crew I thought y'all knew, for any nigga that want to buck up Get fucked up, I gotta forty five motherfucker [Chorus] [Kane and Abel] I split em, I hit em, then casket fit em Left a nigga staggerin' like Roy Jones done hit em When I cock my shit I'm a bust my shit Scary niggas in your click ain't prepare for this Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1 6 See niggas so scared casualties of wars Hoes flippin' through the air like Dominique Dawes Give me mine plus yours, strip down to the doors Give me that chrome four four, I'm bout to pull a kickdoe [Chorus: x2] [Kane & Abel] This is Kane and Abel and Mr. Magic nigga. This ain't no motherfuckin' heckyl and jeckyl. Motherfuckers tryin' to keep it real nigga. Make a million in this shit. They tryin' to kill other niggas but guess what. Nigga run up, niggas gonna get more holes then a golf course bitch. Niggas down south we bout it bitch. We don't play no games nigga, ain't no talkin'. Don't make me throw them things.