Got my guns and magazines. Ending up in front of me. Nothing is quite as it seems. F-ck with me and you will see. Shoot your gun now make you a believer. Now you better pray for somethin' more. I go to war to my house. Stop niggas ain't listening. Get the thumping and the dumping at your newborn's christening. Tell your homie tell his homies. He gon' need more homies. Ain't this a b!tch I got an extended clip right on me. And my diamonds on my neck. A dead nigga did scheme on it. The ruger on deck its hard to miss with that thing on it. I'll give your ass a permanent nap sing you a lullaby. I got money to run so f-ck an alibi. Shoot your gun now make you a believer. Now you better pray for somethin' more. Yeah I believe you when you say you tough nigga. All that means is you f-ck nigga. I get the drop I'm on it. Morning or night I spot-cha I gotcha. Wake up cuffed to your bed your bed cops asking ‘who shot-cha'. As the world turns ?? will be learned. The ?? burns and I ain't concerned if I ain't hit. And I ain't here so a nigga doesn't really give a shit. You know who you f-cking with. Come through dumber than a clip. Niggas be on the same stupid shit. Till they get hit ain't that a bitch?. K-I double shot gun barrel double. I always run a couple and I move ‘em on a double. Racks in the duffel. Mac with the muzzle. Makin' circles in you all black like a tunnel. I only know how to hustle. Can't stay outta trouble. I got a big gun muthaf-ckers scuffle. Kidd kidd will you ever change?. F-ck no pimps don't ride a game you already f-cking know. Got my guns and magazines. Ending up in front of me. Nothing is quite as it seems. F-ck with me and you will see. Shoot your gun now make you a believer. Now you better pray for something more. Man these niggas so fake I call ‘em knock off. Light pringles high pop the top off. You ain't hot dog. You the f-cking micky mouse (aw). I'm on fire like louisiana hot sauce. Brand new j's cost a buck fifty nickle. Been f-cking with the pigs you a guinea nigga. Plus you always baked you's a ?? nigga. I wear my gun like its trendy nigga. You p-ssies ain't shit get it little. Uh see where all that bitching getcha. Right in front of this pistol. Got my guns and magazines. Ending up in front of me. Nothing is quite as it seems. F-ck with me and you will see. Shoot your gun now make you a believer. Now you better pray for something more