Click, click, click, Yeah, click, DTP
I started ten mack tens, ten clips and ten pens Got ten times richer in the of ten years Bitch I'm ten times two on a of one to ten I'll battle ten with the strength of ten men
At nine, I was into crime, sex, and Pushin' an '89 Box sittin' on dubs Nine thugs all ski masks, black with gloves Break the chest with at least nine slugs
Man I ate eight clips with eight chicks watching eight You's 8-6 if you ate with fake lips I figure eight when my mind goes in 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 your chest seven a week And add a for good measure you'll be seven feet deep
It 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 3, 2 murder, 1 lyrics at your These DTP come ready for war So start the fucking game if you won't settle the score
I got six distributing on six blocks It's blistering from cops tryna stop 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 high five and I'll put that nine lower than your Then smack you so hard that you to come with 2Pacalypse stars, twenty 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 shit, I'm finish, so you what for I did months in the bing instead of a Hearst Now it's DTP for life, dog for or worse
I three best friends, ran on all three the same game In these I'm a murderer, I got three alias names I'm three times insane, three shots cave your brain On three fire and ready, back and aim
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 fucking game if you settle the score
I'm packing two twenty-twos and the ammunition But at Friday the 13th, up now superstition? I'm a two with a couple of twins, double jeopardy With a pair of two deuces in the two Benz
I got one get dough till your gone I got one main lady the rest of is hoes I'm Uno with one more before I go If you I ain't 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 with PC Pretty Rick, Calil, and Shondrez
It 1 to 10 and 10 to 1 Ludacris, Fake and that nigga I-Twain It 1 to 10 and 10 to 1 Ludacris, Fake Feeze and nigga 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 won't the score