When my hollows get bustin, you'll get popped in yo nugget, I informed you I'm not one 2 FucK wit but I see you don't follow-instructions..
I ride wit a snub, that'll cock n spit ruckus, have you eyes shut quick, when they pop through the top of yo cutlass..
Say yo words is out of control , I doubt that you know, the pound can explode and have blood gushin out of yo soul..
Yo corpse get found in a hole, supposedly king, well I'll have yo crown full of holes..
The gun blast and full clips get dumb fast no bullShiT, you cant even front man cuz you dont even pump gas..
You better hope you live, and if so that the lumps scab, if you ever front, you hop in the ele-phant and catch bullets in yo trunk-fast..
Dont hate cuz I'm the World's best, that unfurl techs and put you thoughts on yo girl's dress..
Plus the pound got a loud sound that can disturb death from the burbs to downtown..
I lay niggas to sleep spits have you hittin the sheets, body boxed up and ground-bound..

couldnt wait. just spit when ur done.