Size 30

I keep 30 shots Stuffed inside these size 30 jeans Yeah the Tec It go blat blat He dead on the scene Just for talking stupid I might go ahead pop him like a bean He tried to run There ain't nowhere you can go when I up it Look at the beam I got a stick on me I'm not gonna chase him Big knock and it came with a laser Put that clip right to his head like a razor We fill him up with the lead for the paper Stay with the oven I feel like a baker And I still keep my wrist on a glacier We making noise We don't care about the neighbors Throw bodies in water I'm really a laker He said that he wanna fight I told him alright Name a time and a place and I might The only fight he's gonna have is a fight for his life Cuz boy I ain't boxing for nothing You missing the target Boy what you doing? You booming for nothing If I send a shot then I promise a body gon' drop That is the end of discussion You get the front door I get the back door No ones surviving What I got a mask for? I'm really a shooter What I gotta pass for? I'm hitting my target I don't need a backboard I heard he be capping I'm knocking his cap off I don't need backup I up it and blast off I used to be broke Now I'm taking the cast off You get no money I know what you mad for I keep 30 shots Stuffed inside these size 30 jeans Yeah the Tec It go blat blat He dead on the scene Just for talking stupid I might go ahead pop him like a bean He tried to run There ain't nowhere you can go when I up it Look at the beam I keep 30 shots Stuffed inside these size 30 jeans Yeah the Tec It go blat blat He dead on the scene Just for talking stupid I might go ahead pop him like a bean He tried to run There ain't nowhere you can go when I up it Look at the beam