Who's Next!?

Nigga wipe yo nose! Tuck ya fuckin tail Like a bitch like a hoe Beat him with a stick Till the blood clots flow Splash him in the face so his life don't go Nigga don't get scared Nigga don't get cold We gon slide a razor blade 'tween ya fuckin toes Told me he was crazy, nigga it don't really show Pull up to yo shorty crib Make it go- One in the chamber Two in the neck Three in ya mama crib Four in ya chest Five and it's evidence Six and it's death Who's next!? Who's next!? One in the chamber Two in the neck Three in ya mama crib Four in ya chest Five and it's evidence Six and it's death Who's next!? Who's next!? Had to dial back on the hommies I gotta problem With a closet full of blood-soaked Prada And old drama Bitch I had to operate on your mama I gotta keep ya ass from talking bout a nigga You left me with no option I heard your niggas tryna die I don't even gotta try In fact, I don't even got the time So drop ya addy and I'll pull up When I got a fuckin minute One in the chamber Two in the neck Three in ya mama crib Four in ya chest Five and it's evidence Six and it's death Who's next!? Who's next!? One in the chamber Two in the neck Three in ya mama crib Four in ya chest Five and it's evidence Six and it's death Who's next!? Who's next!?