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