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T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next
T.O.S., On Sight
one in the chamber, walk with the banger

I'm on SSK shit, shoot, stab, kill
Think I won't get Well nigga, I will
Ain't nothin to talk 'bout, get the and the chalk out
When I pull the strap out, I go the mac route

Leave your car door and windows all clapped out
I enemies to memories, remember me?
The Hennessy got my eyes glassy, niggaz try to me
With the .38, them stray shells flew me

I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, ask me
Understand I'm fin' to yo' ass on the stand B
three to muh'fuckers tryin to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't me

It's 50, I stay in the drama
He love her, I fuck her, she's his mama
She a freak, she me the na-na
That nigga try to front, give him the llama, yeah

T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up
You see my knife, see you in ya next
T.O.S., Terminate On
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the

Yeah, uh
Everythin was motion, but I think I got the potion
Cause now that overdosin all my doors are back, open
In my Cadillac, totin, play with me I'll smoke him
Murder one one, three-fours where I'm from, son

I don't a gimmick, I'm the sickest nigga in it
Get it upside-down or it, I could promise you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller than that nigga ball and
Meanin know me when I'm walkin through the mall and

I get hot in the mornin and before I'm performin
I been on it since a young'n, I'm and here's your warnin nigga
Don't be snorin, bein on point is
Cause a coffin'll follow after the white chalk and, yeah

Call me you want nigga but you can't call me broke
Call me crack, call me coke, me uncut dope
See my oh-eight gas burnin and my rope
over for you niggaz, red line on your throat, terminated

T.O.S., Terminate On
You see the who get it right
T.O.S., night or
It's Hammertime, got nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya life
T.O.S., On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk the banger

Unit, who, who, who, who, who, who it?
Who, who, who, who, who, who it?
Which want it? What? Which rapper want it? What?
Which trapper want it? My house is

And I'm gone, the Feds bug me and wrap me
I'm the Gingerbread Man, them can't catch me
Two-oh-nine, M-6 in the matrix
BM got a new friend, finally got a facelift

Yeah, I bitches like cars, I drove 'em out
They keep a nice trey-pound from when the is out
Horses, with a real-life vest on
I kick game like and Beckham, c'mon

I got dopehead hands, and crackhead fingertips, oh
From baggin up with my Bankhead, bitch
day is Christ', I live like Santa bitch
I'm a scrambler bitch, the can't stand this shit

T.O.S., On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it
T.O.S., night or
Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up
You see my knife, see you in ya next
T.O.S., Terminate On
Keep one in the chamber, with the banger