Click, click, click, Yeah, click, DTP
I started with ten 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 battle ten with the strength of ten men
At nine, I was crime, sex, and drugs Pushin' an '89 Box Chevy on dubs thugs all ski masks, black suited with gloves Break the imprinted chest with at least slugs
Man I ate eight clips eight chicks watching eight flicks You's 8-6 if you ate pussy with fake I figure when my mind goes in circles Did I Do That or was it and Urkel?
On to seven AK-47, so I got seven hoes stoppin' by at to fuck Then put seven in your seven days a week And add a foot for good measure be seven feet deep
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 lyrics at door These DTP come ready for war So don't start the fucking game if you won't settle the
I got six hoes distributing on six It's blistering from cops stop these rocks from distributing Six gun shots left, one pint of Vodka before pimp will hit It's street justice, now it's six in your casket
Give me a high five and put that nine lower than your esophagus Then you so hard that you have to come with 2Pacalypse stars, twenty rims, five cars I'd add more but I had to subtract one from bars
I got forty-fours on a rip on the floor For you niggas talkin' shit, I'm finish, so you for I did four months in the instead of a Hearst Now it's DTP for life, dog for better or
I fuck three friends, ran on all three the same game In these I'm a murderer, I got three alias names 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 at your door These DTP come ready for war So start the fucking game if you won't settle the score
I'm packing two twenty-twos and twice the But at Friday the 13th, up now superstition? I'm a two timer with a of twins, double jeopardy a pair of two deuces in the two seater Benz
I got one motto get till your gone I got one main lady the of y'all is hoes I'm Numero Uno one more before I go If you think I the one bitch you too slow
And all you zero ass niggas ain't to me Because I chop up O's, dro', and chop keys 0-6 is my clique along PC Rick, Calil, V-Slim 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 Feeze and that I-Twain
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 at your door These DTP niggas come for war So don't start the fucking game if you won't settle the