Click, click, click, Yeah, click, DTP
I started with ten mack tens, ten and ten pens Got ten times richer in the span of ten 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 sittin' on Nine thugs all ski masks, black suited with Break the imprinted chest with at nine slugs
Man I ate eight clips with eight watching eight flicks You's 8-6 if you ate pussy with fake I eight when my mind goes in circles Did I Do That or was it and Urkel?
On to AK-47, so what? I got seven hoes stoppin' by at to fuck Then put seven in chest seven days a week And add a foot for good measure you'll be seven feet
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 lyrics at your DTP niggas come ready for war So start the fucking game if you won't settle the score
I got six hoes distributing on six It's blistering from cops tryna stop these rocks distributing Six gun shots left, one pint of Vodka before pimp will hit It's street justice, now it's six hole in casket
Give me a high five and put that nine lower than your esophagus Then smack you so hard that you to come with 2Pacalypse Five stars, rims, five cars I'd add but I had to subtract 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 better or
I three best friends, ran on all three the same game In these streets I'm a murderer, I got three names I'm three times insane, three shots will cave your On three fire and ready, back and aim
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 at your door DTP niggas come ready for war So don't start the fucking game if you settle the score
I'm packing two twenty-twos and twice the But at the 13th, what's up now superstition? I'm a two timer with a of twins, double jeopardy With a pair of two deuces in the two Benz
I got one motto get dough your gone I got one lady the rest of y'all is hoes I'm Numero Uno with one before I go If you think I ain't the one bitch you too
And all you zero ass niggas nothin' to me I chop up O's, move dro', and chop keys 0-6 is my clique along PC Pretty Rick, Calil, V-Slim and
It 1 to 10 and 10 to 1 Ludacris, Fake Feeze and nigga 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 lyrics at your These DTP niggas ready for war So don't start the fucking game if you settle the score