I got more glocks and tecks you Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more glocks and tecks you Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I I told you to trust, nobody but us Now the must bust Malicious black viper There's gonna be a lotta white and brains on the sidewalk I know you hear me, nigga
Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to They caught me creepin', deep in the hood was sneakin', they took me off my feet-in But up because my heart's still beatin' I sleep, thinkin' how I'mma creep to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies
Psychopath, the days of wrath Resolve the conflict, lick who did it And who da fuck was wit' it till they dead blood red Pumpin' lead till them bastards ain't got no The raw deal, bad era switched to You pray all day but still gone die anyway
I got glocks and tecks than you Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more and tecks than you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk 'em
I got glocks and tecks than you seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more and tecks than you Still seein' bodies wit' da chalk around 'em
When I come, I'm comin' Fuck tip in the night I tear'em up in daylight too crudoo for you Nigga catch Vu I'm aimin' my gat at you
It's time ta make it Fuck the I'mma, step the up and start clappin' action Two fo' fo', we for satisfaction Clickin' off
All those we breezed Backed DTs Feelin' the disease Thou die when I catch you And lick you in eye Nigga, try
Our whole life, and in drugs Twin mack loaded slugs and at them other thugs Engraved, with the mark of the The shots I released aimin' For dey head
I got more glocks and tecks you seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more glocks and tecks you Still seein' bodies da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got more glocks and than you seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em I got more glocks and tecks you Still seein' wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
Murder's the death Don't need Helpin' me but the other of snake and me Us two combined, shots ta Junior M.A.F.I.A. Now who goes the against it
got drama I'ma his baby first And then his momma, ain't no time for Callin' and snitchin' You by the gun, you die by the gun Don't do this killin' for real, why do the shit for fun?
Try ta murder my blood, can't let it pride committin' grisly homicide Blunted, lame niggaz get Autopsy shows he felt the rhinos Fuckin' witta pro, I hit, I don't Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, it
I you rugged put you fools in dirt Tryin' ta put in But only gettin ya fuckin' hurt
I got more glocks and than you Still seein' bodies wit' da chalk around 'em I got more glocks and than you seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
I got more glocks and than you Still seein' bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk 'em I got more glocks and tecks you Still bodies wit' da muthafuckin' chalk around 'em
For my niggaz, Nino Brown, Lil' B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Del Vek Kim, Kleptomaniac