Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Maximum overdrive, how to alive outta Lear jets no parachute, skydive Fuck these niggaz, I'm wit' a .45 I don't wanna be, ugh, I don't wanna be alive
But if I gotta be natas, the nigga wit' coatist Bein' stated's what brought us, bloody up ya I drag ya through the mud Got for guns, got love for slugs
Drugs, thugs wit' money turn ya day sunny The got my nose runny Still runnin' up in these runnin' against these racists Treat ya like Joe Bruce wit' 2 faces and I don't wanna be
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my
Dump, dump, dump dump, dump, dump I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket
Ski masks in the seat I'm turning 6th street, you to feel heat E on the Burrough street cops in, glocks in Cocks in, niggaz are blocked in out to Washington
the siren down, clap with gun sound Double lock, back up the gun, clown You walkin' North but the sign say South Ambulance, yo, yo, you bucked
Man, move, yo, kid, you down in the foxhole, move dodger Hot in ya now, move a little farther Giddy-up hoes, you get though
My aim sharp so, .38 so I shells when they scatter 'round the rugs though I twicely, I dump nicely kid precisely, penetrate the wall so I'm also tech penetrate yo spray ya torso
Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump, dump I'ma dump, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb
Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket