My nines will spray, from far away harmin gays/
I'll bring ya weak spit game to a hault like a rain delay/
Change of pace shots will change ya face/
I got you scared like michael jackson wantin to change ya race/
Think about this if I neva heard of you do you think I would care if I murdered you?/
These Bullets I'm servin you will turn ya dome to a drop top convertable/
I got a beretta that'll I bang to leave you in a box like betta chedders/ (crackers snack food)
And make ya T-shirt wetter than a water fight in rainy weather/
I'll dump on site, hit u ever where except ya wind pipe/
That way you wont need a car to roll around fa tha rest of ya life/ (wheel chair homie)
This bitch should know that I bang out foes wit .44's/
I'll let my gat blow and then niggas will call u "sick wit holes"/
My 3-8 will eliminate any nigga that's wack or fake/
I'll bang a nigga above tha waist and have him on tha ground doin tha harlem shake/
When the beam hits, I'm quick to squeeze clips, so u wanna might ~get~shit~settled/
Cuz I'll put more red dots on ur face than a white~kid~wit~freckles/
U pretend~ur~evil, but lets get real, your less~than~feeble/
Birdwatching in Arizona is the closest u came to a Desert~Eagle/
Ur best~being~peaceful, the rest~is~just~decietful, so go ahead and ~type quickly~/
But u know the only time u shoot guns and act gangsta is playing ~vice city~/


EASTSIDE



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