i m with that shit my nigga on with that shit we aint got nothing else to talk about dust off that choppa lets shoot it out we aint got nothing else to talk about put a bag on ya head four cutie pies we aint got nothing else to talk about molly keep that bitch occupied on with that shit gon let it ride boyz n da hood gonna catch em down bad shoot em in the back like ricky pull up to the trap got snipers on the roof gon hit his ass down on business you gone fuck around get your shooter shot face on the milk cart missin knife on the choppa poke em like the penitentary hit a whole hundred in a minute i guess its bout that time a nigga start killin nigga did a whole lotta dealin egg beater beat the pocket like rocky balboa mr blue benjamin stack it up like boston george boys in the hood trap them bags on the porch balenciaga my momma said keep that pistol puss ass nigga hit his ass in the kisser dress him up and put him in a strap bruce jenner i aint got that type of comin out the kennel im let my little homie eat you up for dinner calaso mob ties with real mob ass niggas catch him in the alley gun him down like ricky bonnets on his head hit em with the dick my nigga from the other side playing with the chop in the trenches i had to dust it off these niggas out here whisperin reverse the clip hit a hundred in a minute seven by six two that gon change up your image four cuties that will get em out his feelings i gotta dope tester trigger finger itchin put a rocket on a shooter he get a sniper vision keep a hammer on my hip like im bob the builder makin juugs outta bitch like a body builder im a grown man yall all children got em finding your body like im wayne williams  on with that shit my nigga on with that shit we aint got nothing else to talk about thats why let the choppa shoot it out we aint got nothing else to talk about put a bag on ya head for a cutie pie we aint got nothing else to talk about molly keep that bitch occupied on with that shit gon let it ride boyz n da hood gonna catch em down bad shoot em in the back like ricky pull up to the trap got snipers on the roof gon hit his ass down on business you gone fuck around get your shooter shot face on the milk cart missin knife on the choppa poke em like the penitentary hit a whole hundred in a minute dirty chopper came with homicides full of bodies fuck it still shoot it snipers in my trunk on top of the roof whip up a brick watch me turn it to two im with the bullshit fuck your crew pour my tuss in double cups dressed up in blue with the tommy gun handgun came with a cinnabon we aint got none else to talk about got gps bullets gone find yo location hop out and pop it they dreaded like haitians put a curfew on your block like im on probation throwin up the hood like a mason mr blue benjamin paid for the case jackie tan whip it in the pan saw you ricki lake a boot of molly get your shooter shot boys in the hood bandana like pac but cutie pies get you first 48 yellow tape it closed casket your face momma yellin kid yo baby pull up shooting houdini in a blue mercedes bangin blue rags like im in the 80s let my bitch shoot the stick call her tomb raider send a hit at you pricks call me longway barbosa 