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hangin out tha window tight to my murder weapon
hit the lights, creep up slow, bullet lead ya lil ass slippin
glock poppin bustas droppin niggas from dis shit
on my face no decription of who made this hit
bitches "who was it?"
bitch, it was six
devil thoughts, evil thoughts, trizzick bitches I clizzick
plenty of blood no suspects victims laying dead
shells in their bodys, its the fucking bullet lead
now niggas in da morgue and I could a fuck less
keep my quiet as kept, mothers in that black dress
back to my fuckin hood
project born ridge
hustla gangsta raised bussiness up in ???
now your the one got me reachin for my hip
no in the game in the spot victim of my clip
all you bustas step and your gonna die
comin at yo ass of a fuckin drive by.

(course)x4 break out the mask and the and get rid of you (pop pop till you drop body full of bullet holes)

straight from the north bitch, ridge is my stomping ground
you don't make a move, you bitches don't make a sound
sawed-off and nigga glock back in for the 94
tellin all you punk bustas man, bring that shit to the
i'm able, no nigga can fuck wit dis
you talk all that bulshit to yo goes my fuckin fist
I'm jackin 5000 bitch so go and get yo gat
you better take cover hoe this shit is on like that
squeezin my fuckin trigger blastin to take life
your niggaz done got all down so you have to pay the
jumped in the fuckin ride loced up like head to toe
I pulled out a sack of ink up as we start to blow
my gat is tight in my hand its too to break and run
my ejected bitch got shot down by teflons
on a spree, killin see, to the evil side
its too to run bitch, victim of a drive by
(course)X4