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