Click, click, click, Yeah, click, DTP
I with ten mack tens, ten clips and ten pens Got ten times richer in the of ten years I'm ten times two on a scale of one to ten I'll ten crews with the strength of ten men
At nine, I was into crime, sex, and Pushin' an '89 Box Chevy on dubs Nine thugs all ski masks, black suited gloves Break the imprinted chest at least nine slugs
Man I ate eight clips with eight chicks watching eight 8-6 if you ate pussy with fake lips I figure eight when my mind goes in Did I Do or was it Mystikal and Urkel?
On to seven AK-47, so I got seven stoppin' by at seven to fuck Then put seven in your seven days a week And add a foot for good measure you'll be feet deep
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 at your door DTP niggas come ready for war So start the fucking game if you won't settle the score
I got six hoes on six blocks It's from cops tryna stop these rocks from distributing Six gun shots left, one of Vodka before this pimp will hit street justice, now it's six hole in your casket
Give me a five and I'll put that nine lower than your esophagus Then smack you so hard that you have to with 2Pacalypse Five stars, twenty rims, cars I'd add more but I had to one from five bars
I got four on a rip on the floor For you niggas talkin' shit, I'm finish, so you for I did four in the bing instead of a Hearst Now it's DTP for life, dog for or worse
I fuck three friends, ran on all three the same game In these streets I'm a murderer, I got three alias I'm three insane, three shots will cave your brain On three fire and ready, cock and aim
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 lyrics at door These DTP niggas ready for war So don't start the fucking game if you won't settle the
I'm packing two twenty-twos and the ammunition But at Friday the 13th, what's up now I'm a two timer with a of twins, double jeopardy With a pair of two deuces in the two seater
I got one get dough till your gone I got one main the rest of y'all is hoes I'm Numero Uno one more before I go If you I ain't the one bitch you too slow
And all you ass niggas ain't nothin' to me Because I chop up O's, move dro', and keys 0-6 is my along with PC Pretty Rick, Calil, and Shondrez
It 1 to 10 and 10 to 1 Ludacris, Fake Feeze and that I-Twain It 1 to 10 and 10 to 1 Ludacris, Fake and that nigga I-Twain
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 lyrics at your These DTP come ready for war So don't start the game if you won't settle the score