That's my **** Tripp right there

Play that shit Jack

Chop bust stock Glock customized

Already know what's up with mine **** play then he gone lay there

Ain't his block that boy don't stay there

Bet he come outside, bullets fly on sight I leave your brain there

Frrrttt

It's a stain there, so much pain here

Made a dub lost my dawg in the same year

I can't make enough, ran it up but I need more than what I made here

I run this money up, put it in the shoebox ****, ain't no banks here

Tell lil bro I'm gone kill them **** I don't care if it take years

Tender bout them hoes you brought a bitch you know I stay here

Let that lil' bitch drop that lo it's okay I keep a K here

I been riding with them goons lookin for a **** to kill

Them **** keep on dying they ain't really in the field

I done been up in that jam **** I ain't never squeal

If you ain't never caught no body I can teach you how to drill

Throw your mask and gloves on and do your homework on they street

You can get him gone with a Glock but I recommend a .223

Make sure you got a stoley when you ready to go and creep

And when you pop out to kill him you better do it one deep

Cause this shit get real deep **** dying in these streets

I ain't Wade I catch a million charges before I leave the Heat

Bitch I'm repping 92nd I be throwing up the East

We make them **** change they name ****, fuck a LMG

Chop bust stock Glock customized

Already know what's up with mine **** play then he gone lay there

Ain't his block that boy don't stay there

Bet he come outside, bullets fly on sight I leave your brain there

Frrrttt

It's a stain there, so much pain here

Made a dub lost my dawg in the same year

I can't make enough, ran it up but I need more than what I made here

Ride around town clutching a 50

There ain't no love in my city, head to toe In Givenchy, that's why they hate him (Aww, aww, aww, ahh)

Not a penny hit the road, grab a bow, we break the bank here

He gone miss I got rank here

Hella love hella thug, right there by my name

Pour a dub in my drink, Sprite turn pink here

Stay on your pivot can't even blink here

Got three pistols like why you need them

Only two arms, but I got arms in my car for who need them

Catch an opp and beat em

Got a pole but don't need it don't live how they speaking

P Phife shit, slap em for no reason

Lo prepared for treason

Won't believe what I saw, lost my dog with my own eyes, I saw him bleeding

Put a 30 in this Glock, got on his top, bet I bleed him

Seen a lot, It's a lot I can teach em

Chop bust stock Glock customized

Already know what's up with mine **** play then he gone lay there

Ain't his block that boy don't stay there

Bet he come outside, bullets fly on sight I leave your brain there

Frrrttt

It's a stain there, so much pain here

Made a dub lost my dawg in the same year

I can't make enough, ran it up but I need more than what I made here