aight aight....look

aye yo Ill show you why you shouldnt be testin me/
let my bullets cook yo ass wit no recipe/
Burn this faggot extra cripsy like K.F.C/
Leave ya body dead,chilly like T.L.C/
Im neva happy n when Im pissed off its worse/
Find u n git gun happy then clap more then church/
If u hit the ground u git stomped more than Kurt/
Now the only sound we here is Stop Dawg It Hurts/
Step on tha gas, drive fast,dat way Im hard to wreckonize/
I get mad like referees n start throwin Tecks at guys/
Catchu playin basketball when u least expected/
Throw my gun up inda crowd after tha bullets ejected/
Dawg I been ah fuckin problem dat niccas juss cant handle/
Treat u like quarterbacks we rush n yall scramble/
Just me against the world like Pac n ah Black Rambo/
Run up in ya house n leave u all dismantled/
Dont eva n ya life go against my team/
Put holes in ya body like Krispy Kreme/