No Mercy - Cuban Link

Yo, ain’t no mercy, in the hood

Cats is thirsty, in the hood

For the bread, niggas spread lead like herpes, in the hood

Mama birthed me, in the hood

Papa turned me to a hood

Did my share of dirt, put in the work, I’m worthy of the hood

Nothin’s blurty, in the hood

Do you dirty in the hood

Got the crooked cops, a lots of little birdies, in the hood

You’ll get buried, in the hood

Bright and early, in the hood

Thugs will put a 30−30 slug firmly, in ya hood, what’s good?

We could hood it down, and make it happen

Before I made it rappin', I was more dedicated to aggravated scrappin'

The chin tappin', that crackin' your jaw pimp slappin'

I been baggin' the bad broads, I been mackin'

I been packin' the mack 10s, I been clappin'

Before the twins crashed in Manhattan, I bin laden

So quit the actin' before I capture ya life

You’ll catch a lashin', through your ass like the Passion of Christ, nigga

Lama on ya, so I’m down to ride (to ride)

I ain’t the type to let the drama slide (drama slide)

Bring your armor when you come outside (come outside)

Cause I won’t show no mercy (I want show no mercy)

Y’all gonna make me catch a homicide (homicide)

Pop the lama, leave you dramatized (dramatized)

Y’all don’t wanna see ya mama cry (mama cry), (Cuban Link)

Cause I won’t show no mercy (no mercy)

Nigga I’m made

Call the Brooklyn zoo, let 'em know the gorillas out his cage

One hand on the holy Koran, one hand on the gage

Call fifty, tell 'em send the brigade

Whenever my pin out, homie I’m a grenade

I’m from Compton, where niggas don’t die of old age

When you see son out, better put on shades

Cause I shine like Easy and Pun in they last days

See the problem is- niggas gettin' old

I’m startin' a new chapter, and we ain’t on the same page

I stole the crown, I’m a damn good crook

You ain’t gotta go to Ryker’s to get ya manhood took

They don’t like me- fuck 'em

You don’t want me to be the reason niggas climbin' 'em fences at the rutger

Don’t get it twisted- I love NY

No mercy- that’s right, he got blood in his eye, bitch

Lama on ya, so I’m down to ride (to ride)

I ain’t the type to let the drama slide (drama slide)

Bring your armor when you come outside (come outside)

Cause I won’t show no mercy (I want show no mercy)

Y’all gonna make me catch a homicide (homicide)

Pop the lama, leave you dramatized (dramatized)

Y’all don’t wanna see ya mama cry (mama cry), (Cuban Link)

Cause I won’t show no mercy (no mercy)