Ah shit, I'm sick of jumpin' up with choppers Runnin' for your shit, to make another nigga stop ya But it's on cause you up a real nigga I steal niggas and kill niggas, I'm the real
You up against a muthafucka a quick temper I'm a born killer, in case you don't I got my pistol but I got a different in it Click-click, muthafuckas, can you get it?
You ain't the nigga you thought you was, fool And now I'm that ass on the cool It's all about of the fittest Nigga, you did this
And now I gots to my business I got to get ass up out the picture I the nigga you wanna fuck with Muthafucka, I bullshit ya
Now look at what you with The last nigga in this muthafuckin' You shoulda fucked with, I'm leavin' niggas in You shouldn'ta fucked the Brad You punk muthafucka, I'm agg
Mr., Mr. for the nine-trey packin' nines, fuck you, bitch, I pack an AK Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack S.A. fool, and put you on your back, bitch
no half-steppin', I'm comin' at you rough-like Shootin' to kill back in school I had enough fights Whenever when I my knuckles up on a nigga's head So you can sling em all you but I be slingin' leg
'Cuz like I said befo' I'm a dreadlock fools in headlocks, givin' niggas headshots And everybody in your muthafuckin' Is to scrap up some money, so they can help to bury ya
But I can a muthafuck about your family Because your family my fuckin' family You shoulda thought you stepped to tha Nigga in standin' right here next to ya I'm stoppin' muthafuckas breathin'
Just gimme a reason and I'ma be The trigger of muthafuckin' glock Pop-pop until you drop, from these gunshots And leave your whole fuckin' sad Don't fuck the Brad, muthafucka 'Cuz Brad's agg
Where the cocksuckers at, where the at? (Where they at? Where they at? There go) At my gat 'Cuz I'm about to up like a vet Chop shit down on set and then jet
And off in my soap box 'Cuz I'm down for the And muthafuckas it don't stop Now one of you hoes wanna fuck Make your way to your
I wanna see the way that you 'Cuz by the time you get your I'm loose, muthafucka, Lay em down, nigga, and get It ain't shit for me to em fly
So die, muthafuckas, die, muthafuckas, die, die I ain't no muthafuckin' guy, dog And I don't give a good guy damn about none of I'm from the state of the gunslingers
Knockin' in the dirt with just this one finger So get your ass caught up in this gangsta And I'ma try my to make it stank, you bitch you comin' with that fake drag You fallin' dead on ass, you muthafucka I'm agg