Kick this about the mail man
[ 1 ] Time for the payback, Can't let live to see his birthday A.K., Forty's lettin hot ones to the Bootsee muthafucka didn't know hit him way, rode up on his ass in a Chevy Baby, nigga known that shit was heavy Domain, shouldn't a fuck up all my fetti That I gave him, spent my shit with a nigga another city they doubled, tripled and sold his ass some swivle Little old sucker-butt nigga the mail man Now his ass is like a garbage can Caught up in some with the mailman
(Boom-boom!) now they My went boom 3x
Had him every muthafuckin up in the room
[ 2 ] They say the youngsters run the (I think they do) They say the youngsters shit that you wouldn't believe say the youngsters on the street snort hop like a muthafucka (Hm-hm) Well, check this out, brother (Okay) The that the mail man shot Little homie went to purchase himself a glock (That's right) Right off hop, premiditated plot I'll around the corner and do a walk-by Reconciliation, on my mind Nothin against the muslims, but I was eatin swine Trapped in the game since My niggas on the street taught me to perk and drink I'm young, full of cum, nothin to my dues, I'm settin the rules I got some clues, and I To let the sucker that my homie get away smooth
(Boom-boom!) now they My went boom 3x
When I see the mail man, his ass is doomed
[ 3 ] Thinkin, tweakin, sniffin, hoppin, Schemin, like a demon My pores is stinkin, and I'm all Hallucinatin, smellin like burnt Oh no, the mail man go He my homie, but he forgot that it was one mo' To go, so I figured that after me Till the word on the streets is I'm after him True, now I'm waitin for Cause I'm never late on the landmines, bazookas, grenades, and tommy-o And I can't the glock, cause it's the most reliable Shit, fuck it, I'ma take the glock deep I out his spot, I know where he sleeps Hot-wired the I'm for the suburbs Mobbin, about a buck fifty Took the exit to another part of the city Now I'm his presence, to let him have it Caught him walkin to his car, and now in a casket
(Boom-boom!) now they My strap boom 3x
When I see the mail man, his ass is doomed
(Boom-boom!) now gloom My went boom 3x
Had him hoppin like a rabbit tryin to the fuckin moon
Mail man money, man F-l-a-m-b-o-y-a-n-t in this Hm-hm, the man jungle Gotta watch back and play it well Stay away from muthafuckas real
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom! (Boom-boom!)
Hoppin like a rabbit tryin to touch the moon
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom! (Boom-boom!)
Now his ass is