You don't very many options You can, get the program or you die The
T.O.S., Terminate On You see the who get it right T.O.S., night or Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine
T.O.S., I you up nice You see my knife, see you in ya life T.O.S., Terminate On Keep one in the chamber, walk the banger
I'm on SSK shit, shoot, stab, kill Think I won't get busy? nigga, I will Ain't nothin to talk 'bout, get the and the chalk out When I pull the strap out, I might go the mac
Leave car door and your windows all clapped out I enemies to memories, remember me? The Hennessy got my glassy, niggaz try to blast me With the .38, them shells flew past me
I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, ask me Understand I'm to have yo' ass on the stand B Sold three to muh'fuckers to jam me I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't me
It's fuck 50, I stay in the He love her, I fuck her, she's his baby's She a freak, she give me the That nigga try to front, I'll give him the llama,
T.O.S., On Sight You see the who get it right T.O.S., night or It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got
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 with the
Yeah, uh Everythin was motion, but I think I got the potion Cause now that they overdosin all my doors are back, In my Cadillac, totin, play with me I'll smoke him Murder one one, four where I'm from, son
I need a gimmick, I'm the sickest nigga in it Get it or twist it, I could promise you a visit You're a midget, I'm taller that nigga playin ball and Meanin everybody know me when I'm through the mall and
I get hot in the mornin and right before I'm I been on it since a young'n, I'm comin and here's your nigga be snorin, bein on point is important Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the white and, yeah
me what 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 eighty-somethin over for you niggaz, red line on your throat, terminated
T.O.S., On Sight You see the who get it right T.O.S., or daylight Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine
T.O.S., I carve you up You see my knife, see you in ya life T.O.S., Terminate On one in the chamber, walk with the banger
Unit, who, who, who, who, who, who it? Who, who, who, who, who, who it? Which gangsta want it? What? Which rapper want it? trapper want it? My house is haunted
And I'm gone, the Feds wanna bug me and me I'm the Gingerbread Man, boys can't catch me Two-oh-nine, M-6 stuck in the BM got a new friend, they got a facelift
Yeah, I treat bitches cars, I drove 'em out They keep a nice trey-pound from the wolves is out Horses, Cavalies a real-life vest on I kick game Pele and Beckham, c'mon
I got dopehead hands, and crackhead fingertips, oh From baggin up with my Bankhead, Atlanta Every day is Christ', I live 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 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., On Sight one in the chamber, walk with the banger