Yes, sir. Another magnificent Milton Ski production. T -Rock. Burnin' the track, my niggas.
I don't think these niggas hear us. A lot of these niggas, they still think we playin'.
I guess they think this shit a joke, you know what I'm sayin'? We on CD, sayin' what we feel.
They don't realize we actually out here in these streets, doin' this shit to get a nigga killed.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip. If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
Man, I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip. Count you out like one, two, three, when I let that missile rip.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip. If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
Man, I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip. Count you out like one, two, three, when I let that missile rip.
Hydrochronic got me lit, all this Haitian got me pissed. I cock and let it rip to let you know just who you fuckin' with.
The hardest of the hardest, bae, show me where your heart is at. I aim and cut this gat and make you and your bitch have heart attacks.
Pimpin' in my artifacts, listen when I spark a track. I rip apart the snare and drum alone just like a shark attack.
I can take you out of darkness and blow apart your heart and back. Step on this song again and turf and see who got the largest jack.
Niggas be bluffin', my soldiers be bustin', eruptin' a pistol up into your ribs. I'm bustin' like Billy the Kid, ahead of them pigs.
I'm knockin' them off with a grin whenever needed. I got riders who strapped up and weeded. Your flock'll get heated on sight.
You feelin' the hand of the Reaper tuckin' at you, nothing can save you from dyin' tonight.
Notify the bloody coroner, he was a foreigner. Fuck him, of course he's a corpse.
Fuckin' with killers, we smokin' niggas like the short of a pardon. We takin' no shots.
Get the fuck down, hoe, and lay the fuck down. I ain't comin' like it, I'm a thief in the night.
Comin' to kick in your door and lay down every son of a bitch on the floor in my sight.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip. If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
When I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip. Count you out like one, two, three when I let that missile rip.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip. If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
When I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip. Count you out like one, two, three when I let that missile rip.
It's death before dishonesty, my guns pop so thunderously. Singin' like a bumblebee, at bitch boys who jump at me.
Y 'all just some snitches, man. My strap don't twist his brain.
Bitches plot on me, I do them just like I do niggas, man.
I cock back and spit your brain. Unleash my whip and chain.
Mark my foes to death and leave their spirit on a mystic plane.
Check the way I spray and shine. Catch him on his fairy die.
Now we back for life, a day ago he was a patriot.
I'ma kill bad with a million dollar plan. Get up with the shit in motion for my O .D.
Chief of Hell, I'm Mary Jane to the brain. Tryin' to take away the pain of a man who get no sleep.
Every day another nigga wanna test this. Comin' at a flag up, thinkin' like he ain't reckless.
They get the pump and the trash, all with the maggots. Bustin' the gas, another nigga with a death wish.
I refuse to surrender, I could really give a fuck if you a killer nigga or a fugitive.
I'ma seein' you, before I die, better go out in a blaze.
See I'm gloryin', that'll kill me, you in the river too.
Cause I'm the rebel of the A, renegade for the pay.
If a nigga bomb, then I gotta bomb back.
I got a magazine full of hollow chips that I'm ready to unleash.
And then I murder you on contact.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip.
If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
Man, I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip.
Count you out like one, two, three, when I let that missile rip.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip.
If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
Man, I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip.
Count you out like one, two, three, when I let that missile rip.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip.
If that sucker got some static, I'll be reachin' for my hip.
Man, I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip.
Count you out like one, two, three, when I let that missile rip.
I'm focused on my enemy, I pop and cock my clip.
If that sucker got some static, I'll be reaching for my hip
When I'm focused on my cheese, you suckers better dip
Count you out like 1, 2, 3 when I let that missile rip
