One little two little little putos Tried to jack me got the boot-o no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the niggas me no love Step back punk 'cause I'm a What I bring you is the hardcore Funky, but ya don't Now I stand with the Glock in my hand No And no hope 'Cause I'm Out my .45 slug and it ain't Here it comes it comes hummin' at ya Now the slug is at ya
One two little three hoodlums hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
entro, loonie es el fuerte Speakin' to the 'Cause I'm in the mente Movin' em back, click-click the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run no fun When I got to break you off Of the psycobeta beatdown, boy you get we go Off for the Come if you really some of the chingazo Me caso you don't hear this lazo Hill, breaking you off a pedazo at ya Don't make me gatt ya Punk 'cause I will be comin' at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
When I come in, kickin' with a Swift of the Coming like the three little around on the ground on the plains 'Cause a like me is goin' insane In the So I maintain My I mighta gained Without my Not a damn So when I come just That new style, break ya off like a wing Buckooock! So you can just suck my a fat blunt, stoned is the way of the walk When I'm Checkin' out the creepin' I let the dogs then I let the dogs sick 'em Graaah! Nigga don't me catch ya Punk 'cause I will be comin' at ya
One two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the 'cause here the slug comes do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run