Action

I remember, me and this cat did a caper
Two young niggas bout getting paper
We touch a nigga who had a big grip
Walking around with five or six money clips
We laid him down and got away
Went back around the way, to count our pay
We have about five grand exactly
The nigga had my gun, and then he pointed it at me
I gave the nigga the loot, but then he stepped away
But then I bumped into his ass, the next day
Put that thang up to his head and said, "yeah nigga!
Yesterday you bad with your hands on the trigger
He said the dope made him act all fashion
I say fuck that shit!

(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!
(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!
(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!
(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!

Ayo let me tell you about the nigga I flipped on
Who tried to cross me, to get his grip on
One day, we went touching
Sent the nigga with the money and then came back with nothing
Blowing books left and right
Come back empty handed breathing hard like it's all right
Pussy nigga was bluffing on me
But I hope this nigga ain't cuffing on me
I seen that the nigga had another one
But the same shit happened, just like the other one

But this time when the nigga came back
I noticed that his pockets looked kinda fat
I didn't say nothing about it, I just looked
"Ayo my nigga, what happened to that book?"
(Naw, man I was chased by a hero!)
"Oh, boy my understanding is zero!"
Got that thang from under the seat
Punched it in his mouth, tryna break his front teeth
Just getting money ain't the satisfaction
You know what else I want

(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM
(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!

This nigga was willing to get his life tookin'
Over a bitch, because she pussy whipped him
I guess the nigga was love sick
But that don't justify doing dumb shit
How the fuck you gon bitch bout a ho?
Drawers up her ass everywhere the fuck she goes
The ho ain't bout nothing!
Only thing the bitch good for, is fucking
Or maybe sucking me up
I told it to the nigga, now he talking about fucking me up

I slapped the taste from his mouth
Ol cunt ass nigga try to sell a true nigga out
Now that shit's unheard of
Now you know that my very first instinct was murder
Cause I'm always strapped
Slapped him with the pistol, shot him in the knee cap
Then he fell to the floor
Ol pussy ass nigga, am I the ho?
I hate punks with a passion
And I don't want no apology, nigga!

(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM
(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!
(I want action) MURDER HIM!! MURDER HIM!!