Straight From the Ramp Tec-9 (Ft. Birdman)

Chorus

I'm gettin' amp a nigga gettin' straight amp
I got my four ten and nigga I'm on the ramp
I'm gettin' amp a nigga gettin' straight amp
I got my four ten and nigga I'm on the ramp

{Tec-9}

Twenty three eighteen errata the bullets scatter
Rat a Tat Tatter another nigga lay on his back
Its goin' down on the ramp tonight
An when the lights go out
All the robbers and killers come out
The horn blowin' for all them schemin' ass niggas
Niggas be lookin' to come up don't even run up
I'm gettin' amp and chillin' wit Vamp
Lil' Creature and Tyron be quick to slang dat iron
Where dey at go get 'em forget 'em
Do away wit 'em nigga kill 'em!
And my nigga from calio
Its all about that drama bro
They be down to fuck a ho
And I'm tellin' my brother in a wheelchair
Nigga I was always there
Smokin' bubbles and gettin' high!
Lil' Edward bring the a-k
Because today I had to spray me a nigga
Straight down a nigga
Comin' in the projects wit an blue rag round his neck
Thus mutherfucker was trippin' gee
An I profected the one two which mean
Cock my gun and aim it at you
Now what you gonna do!
Now ya got to take to the chest
And do yo Best!
Then let the niggas know the niggas from the three ain't hoes!
We bout the paper and capers strictly from the street
Turn ya off like a lamp comin' straight from the ramp!
Only paper and capers strictly from the 3rd ward
Livin' in that u.p.t. ya got to live hard