Ahhhhhhh, shit! Kid back in this motherfuckin house Feel the of my shotgun blast crying from theses shotgun blasts Feel the effects of my shotgun People dying from shotgun blasts
Cause I'm rippin, flippin, crippin, like a real one So if your rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it the rug Cause I'm a go that, beyond the calls of my fuckin duty Cause all theses corney, emcee's now a days don't move me So I'm a show it g, so make waves I got a full pay, stat to dig graves I'm burryin emcee's, and sharin their ladys Now you hoe's are carrying my babies Grab me it never no one A broken home always hurts me it never hurt no one I saw kid's get shot, don't sell And I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one does Rockin, shockin on the stage, with a hella buzz From a 5th of ole beam We fryin emcee's up just some motherfuckin jimmy dean Sausage pattys, and smokin cabbies like it's no Drinkin more colt's then the 45 Swingin emcee's like a cow rope And if the too loud, oh boy, I'm straight slittin throats Cause the way I like to do shit holmes Every I get my gamble on Yeah that's the way I to do shit holmes I never stay in one spot, I was to roam Feel like I got bank, but it's not friend Cause I want bank see, than my grandkids could ever spend So if ya some cheep slut, then speak up Most hoe's know not to ask for cash, I'm a cheep fuck
Feel the effects of my blast Mothers crying from theses blasts Feel the effects of my shotgun People dying from theses blasts