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VERSE 1
Ah s**t.. I'm sick of jumpin up with choppers
Runnin for your s**t, tryin to make another nigg* stop ya
But it's on cause you up against a real nigg*
I steal and kill , I'm the real nigg*
You up against a muth*fka with a quick temper
I'm a born killer, in case you don't remember
I got my pistol but I got a different clip in it
Click-click, muth*fkas, can you get with it?
You ain't the nigg* that you thought you was, fool
And now I'm after that as* on the cool
It's all about survival of the fittest
nigg*, you shouldn'ta did this
And now I gots to handle my business
I got to get your as* up out the picture
I ain't the nigg* you wanna fk with
muth*fka, I wouldn't bulls**t ya
Now look at what you stuck with
The last nigg* in this muth*fkin world you shoulda fked with
I'm leavin in bodybags
You shouldn'ta fked with the Brad
You punk muth*fka, I'm comin agg
VERSE 2
Mr., Mr. Scarface for the nine-trey
packin nines, fk you, b*tch, I pack an A.K.
Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack this
S.A. fool, and I'ma put you on your back, b*tch
Ain't no half-steppin, I'm comin at you rough-like
Shootin to kill cause back in school I had enough fights
Whenever when I bucked my knuckles up on a nigg*'s head
So you can sling em all you want but I be slingin leg
Cause like I said befo' I'm a muth*fkin dreadlock
Puttin fools in headlocks, givin headshots
And everybody in your muth*fkin area
Is tryin to scr*p up some money, so they can help to bury ya
But I can give a muth*fk about your family
Because your family ain't my fkin family
You shoulda thought before you stepped to tha
nigg* in black standin right here next to ya
I'm stoppin muth*fkas from breathin
Just gimme a reason and I'ma be squeezin
The trigger of this muth*fkin glock, pop-pop until you drop
>From these muth*fkin gunshots
And leave your whole fkin family sad
Don't fk with the Brad, muth*fka
Cause Brad's comin agg
VERSE 3
Where the s at, where the s at?
(Where they at? Where they at?) (There they go) at my gat
Cause I'm about to heat up like a vet
Chop s**t down on your set and then jet
And smash off in my soap box
Cause I'm down for the dirt and muth*fkas said it don't stop
Now which one of you hoes wanna fk
Make your way to your truck
I wanna see the way that you jump
Cause by the time you get your keys
I'm lettin loose, muth*fka, lay em down, nigg*, and get these
It ain't s**t for me to watch em fly
So die, muth*fkas, die, muth*fkas, die, die
I ain't no muth*fkin good guy, dog
And I don't give a good guy d*mn about none of y'all
I'm from the state of the muth*fkin gunslingers
Knockin d*cks in the dirt with just this one finger
So get your as* caught up in this gangsta s**t
And I'ma try my best to make it stank, you b*tch
Plus you comin with that fake drag
You fallin dead on your ass, you muth*fka
I'm comin agg