S W millimeter, check Long-nose barreled rifle, check Semi-automatic laser beam shot, check Alright Puff, I'm to go
the clips around the shoulders, toasters in the holster Kim let's go! down bab' bro You with the rap Rambo, Montana Here's a hammer, a and a 'Life After Death' bandanna
take it, in case I don't make it 'Cause if my life don't end, I'm sure gon' fake it The way I see it, mmm, In the gunfight, two on three, you on me
Dawg, I got shit to make the world One mistake, blaow, start a Fuck them niggaz, niggaz dust to me And if I knock Cyrus off that's a for me
And the funny about it, I'm a bitch And got niggaz from me, like the Olympics And I my man Gutter I'ma get him And shell I spit, is guaranteed to hit him, blaka
Pressure down below, in de hole control, got nowhere to go
I heard and Puff callin' like the Holy Tabernacle I'll be down in a minute, I'm drinkin' a
A Snapple? Bitch I got bombs and Grenades and blades and alarms and shit You better come on, girl, a hat on that weave I'm tryin' to this nigga Cyrus, 'fore him an' his boys leave
They at this restaurant that serve African Where you allowed to weed and the waiters is type rude You see, I used to date this bitch Botswana Half-African but she like Madonna
check it, she had a tiger for a pet I'll never forget, the is where we met And her Lizette, that bitch is a freak I used to fuck her in the ass my girl was asleep
And she the one who told me where these is at I can't wait to get the gat and holla back, Kim
Pressure down below, in de hole Lose control, got to go
We came to a red light, gave to pedestrians Two black and lesbians The Puff ready to holla at these bitches I'm like, "Yo Dawg, them bitches down with niggaz"
And would the drugs make the bitch slack up I got hit men, spreaded the restaurant for backup And we communicate through headsets and Them niggaz bitches like my Yorkie
like to forfeit, we on point like snipers Cyrus and his Doolies, is like the movies All I can about, is how he killed my man Smiles Cut his head off, masochist
Yeah, Cyrus did it, Cyrus the Virus call him When I finish with him please, his name is Cheese My focus, is his right hand man Mouse An' Sheisty and two-sided, dick rider
And his boys, they to be all on his dick I the whole situation is really makin' me sick And when got up, and dipped off to the bathroom We started suckin' up like a vacuum
Bullets nonstop, and bodies droppin' Puff yelled, "Away", that's the cops My trigger started itchin' Then Cyrus came spittin' the kitchen And second, you missed it
Listen, it's like the 4th of July Like the solar eclipse is lit in the sky I can't believe this guy, he won't fall Holes is in his body the of cup holders
One more shot, he's over, shit Puff, I'm But I'ma hold my breath, til he fall to his But he was This little kid squeezed off in his
Pressure down below, fire in de Lose control, got to go
Pressure below, fire in de hole control, got nowhere to go
Pressure down below, fire in de control, got nowhere to go