yo i rob bitches on a stolen trek/hit em so hard they be walkin wit a swollen neck/and i got gats bigga than jets/that ell leave u in check/or put u to death/ill rip u to shreds/leave wit no legs/so u can crawl to the meds/and ill shoot u wear ya charm go for the right amount a bread/put ya head wear ya arm go cause the sight even scare the dead/i just cuff my jeans/and puff that green/ and i smoke so much itd probably kill a fiene/and dont fuck wit me cause this killas mean/have yall friends watch while ya blood spill all ova the street/cause we kno the only beef u seen is ur boyfriend beatin his meat/so just except defeat/cause when i come for u im ejectin the heat