Chorus: I got the clips I if I can dump once, I can dump twice I let the spit Hommie don't believe me, then act up tonight, and I'll show you (gunshots), automatics (gunshots) I got the matic
1: Havoc Nigga, beef draw, coward get close then I'm lettin' it raw slugs touch ya dog, ya heart bound-ta stall Feed em' tips, I ain't playin' whitcha boy Front if you want, get shot in the mornin', Hammer cocked, sucker them gonna touch ya Never left my clips son got hit When I roll, I'm pack, ain't no compromising bitch Up under my coat, from my with a string, I'm gettin it in, any club I (yea) And I love, coward front, gettin smoked, I ain't playin games keep thinkin (ooooohhh)it's a joke the day you gonna eat a slug Hommie call the right now cause you ain't gettin up I copped alotta guns, they just up My black the hand-a death (ooooohhh)
Verse 2: That nigga P not the sniper, but I shoot a nigga so he bound to die 'cause, when it comes to techs don't test my skills, bend you over, put ya head at ya heels Give bitches the chills, have em' payin my bills, she want a thug bangin' her out, you niggas real If I ain't got the big 3 with the scope, I prolly got the pocket size 25 joint Tonight we scheamin on niggas home, he turn on the lights we be sittin in the room Niggas like me we a thing, we shoot anywhere, anytime, down for anything Couple a bucks make a coward heart jump, these slugs in my gun do away chumps When the "mobb" come to the party, they petrifyed, it ain't the weed gettin niggas paranoid for they