Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket
Maximum overdrive, how to alive Jumpin' Lear jets no parachute, skydive Fuck niggaz, I'm runnin' wit' a .45 I don't wanna be, ugh, I don't even wanna be
But if I be natas, the hottest nigga wit' coatist Bein' stated's what us, bloody up ya pratas I drag ya through the mud Got love for guns, got love for
Drugs, thugs money turn ya rainy day sunny The got my nose runny runnin' up in these races runnin' against these racists Treat ya like Joe Bruce wit' 2 faces and I don't be alive
Boy, boy, boy Gotta rocket in my Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket
Dump, dump, dump, dump I'ma dump, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy Gotta in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket
Ski masks in the seat I'm 6th street, you 'bout to feel heat E on the Burrough street cops in, glocks in Cocks in, niggaz are in moving out to Washington
Turn the siren down, clap gun sound Double lock, back up wit' the gun, You walkin' North but the sign say bound Ambulance, yo, yo, you bucked
Man, move, yo, kid, you down Fall in the foxhole, dodger Hot in ya vest now, move a farther Giddy-up hoes, you get fucked
My aim so, .38 slug so I duck shells when scatter 'round the rugs though I dump twicely, I dump 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, dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb, I'ma dumb
Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, boy rocket in my pocket