as i bail through the woods of the southside terrors on nine milli chrome kill alone cause i trust no snitch when i peel a dome and bail gone like hell right through the do i m rollin a fat sack of red boogy boo nigga ooh watch me bail nigga but you don t see me though cause i m rollin fat sacks in the back of my vehicle but takin a puff of the dank stuff and enough that double o a e dooz me i m slowly loadin up the oozy well now who s he well it s that dead motherf ker doe well whatcha know comin through with that murder mo and i heard you know now whose been bustin up on the garden block you either give up the information nigga i get shots so nigga nah what i guess you wanna dose of this milla twenty four shots from that mommas baby killa nigga mack hustla cap busta infact i m just a mack ten bustin em at your chin before i crept nigga welcome to your own death chorus x6 nigga welcome to your own death x2 so niggas miss my sicc some niggas don t know me niggas don t know my click that o loc double c o g rip gut canibal type of shit plus many more caps bust anymore sacks to roll up we need that high back so niggas done load them nins and pull them high jacks and lie back in the cut and roll another fat one up tack one up for loc to the brain them niggas that really don t give a f k around and get buck shot it up and dump in a truck and left in a cut so nigga now whatcha gon do with a mini mack ten ten at yo gut plus niggas nuts and guts is what i rips for creepin up in a six four impala mobbin a loots all up to make you vomit from the raw gut cause nah what i do is let my nine do the talkin leavin you walkin to your funeral low diggin yo smoke from the mack 1 0 i had ya pussin just in case i got me a mack eleven for your face that s leavin no trace caps leavin a gate and puttin holes in a niggas neck so watch the reeper when i creep crept welcome to your own death chorus x6 when i hit the block with a nine them fools better be duckin my nigga duck got out the car and started buckin at niggas runnin untraceable gage shells only worriers goin to hell and 5 0 they just can t swoop see cause we mobbin too well my murder file done pile more than a nigga expected see cause have of the city of sac still ain t accepted that i m a pack and when i m sweated i ma put in work cause my o t told me why jesus got to kick up some dirt and i m tired of warnin a motherf ker about a nigga like me when it s hard to believe the nine millimeter comin out my pants gonna make you dance see that s the city and it s making a motherf ker stress gotta watch your back like 24 7 unless you wanna be livin the rest of your life up in a cemetery die nigga die you ll repeat until you re buried that nine millimeter givin no motherf kin respect up on your back with your last breathe welcome to your own death chorus x6