Ahhhhhhh, shit! Kid back in this motherfuckin house the effects of my shotgun blast Mothers crying from theses shotgun the effects of my shotgun blast People from theses shotgun blasts
Cause I'm rippin, flippin, crippin, like a one does So if your rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it the rug I'm a go above 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 proof g, so waves I got a full pay, stat to dig graves Because I'm burryin emcee's, and sharin ladys Now you rolled hoe's are my babies Grab me it hurt no one A home always hurts someone Grab me it never no one I saw kid's get shot, sell guns And still I rip it, flip it, grip it like a one does Rockin, shockin on the stage, with a hella steady From a 5th of ole beam We fryin emcee's up like some motherfuckin jimmy dean Sausage pattys, and smokin like it's no thing Drinkin colt's then the 45 king Swingin emcee's a cow hands rope And if the too loud, oh boy, I'm straight slittin throats Cause the way I like to do shit holmes Every time I get my on Yeah that's the way I like to do holmes I never in one spot, I was born to roam Feel like I got bank, but not enough friend Cause I want more bank see, than my grandkids could 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 of my shotgun blast Mothers from theses shotgun blasts Feel the of my shotgun blast People dying from shotgun blasts