stop talkin before u meet the gun/
i father somemany niggas so now u my son/
so watch how u talk wit ya mans/
cuase yous a manican cuase we shot off ya hands/
but i stay carrin about nine to the tens/
iiight how many of mans gone die about nine to the tens/
i hold the all black nine and the all silver mack ten/


next weapon:ice pick

holla