i'll make you think you in afganistan,from the guns i be handlin
fuck a jeep,squash ma nukkas up in a caravan
remington on ma hip,just incase some bitch wanna come off slick
put the heat to her face and burn ya lip
im that ill nukka,you wish you could be
blew ya face off ya skull,got blood on ma white T
i grabs the oxi-clean and bleach,and starts scrubbin
blood stains like me,difficult and stubbrin (stubborn)
in the navigator wit black out windows,gutta gutta shot the desert eagles out the window
and every bullet i shoot,most def. its comin for you
click-clack,dont move,throw up all ya jews
fuck a simon says...ima makin the rules
so if you wanna keep livin do as i say
or the end of ya life will not be far away