fist fight, when its 1 on 1
but more then that, im grabbin my gun

if i get my ass jumped, im comin back
best belive me, u gon hear that strap

i aint no pistol playa, i dont pull shit for fun
cuz only pussys do that, or act hard cuz a gun

u say any one, can pull that trigga
not everyone has the heart, to be a grave digga

u think u could look, into some bodys eyes
and fire that shit, that makes'em die

not everyone has heart, to do that shit
not everyone has heart, to empty a clip

u could ride past a house, n shoot that tone
knowin clear n well, that his mommas home

i dont think so, if u can u got a heart of frost
cuz me im not the one, thas gon accept a lost

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for all these niggas that say i cant rap, nigga i dont rap any way, i ROBBBBB
-crunchy blac(three 6 mafia)


i get high like the birds and the planes, i get high when bullets hit faces after words are exchanged
-styles p(the lox)

u betta tell yo man wit the gauges im nice, i'll shoot up yo white shirts till yall look like dice
-I 20