Lyrics:
Sticky Fingaz Black Trash The Autobiography Of Kirk Jones

up, huh Lemme see your guns, what throw em up, huh Lemme see your guns, what throw em up, huh Lemme see your guns, what throw em up, huh Yo Sticky Fingaz

(feat. Dave Hollister) [Sticky talking] Let me call this nigga Come on man; pick up the damn phone [Brother] Hello [Sticky] I got your pictures, damn

Chef) [Sticky Fingaz] Twas the night before twistmas And all through the house We had guns and money around Layin' on the couch Was dressed with black

Chorus 1: Sticky] my dogs is my guns my dogs is my guns my dogs is my guns my dogs is my guns my dogs is my guns my dogs is my guns [Verse 1: Sticky

(feat. Choclatt) [Sticky Fingaz: Talking] I think one right here... Is long over due All ya'll All ya'll [Sticky Fingaz] To all my sisters all across

it down baby, one love Aiyyo, yo Bruce - ohhh shit! Aiyyo nigga Yo I know this ain't that nigga Kirk Yo Bruce - yo Bruce, that that nigga Kirk? Look

Who] Man you crazy man I was right there... [Redman- Yeah right... I read your rapsheet... calm down, calm down, chill, chill, Kirk, Kirk... [Sticky Fingaz

! Start beef, come on! Make money, come on! Throw gunz, come on! Fuck hoes, come on! What?! We can do it kid however you want! [Verse 1] Oh you aint know? Sticky Fingaz