1,2,3 body's droppin like leaves
bitches runin and hoppin bullets like flee's
(yo boom you it?) yea son of a bitch,
omar lets bounce,but omar's fat ass is already
at the house watchin this shit on the news
(you fat fuck you left us dude) boom come on
we gotta get out lemme get to the trunk
then level shit out i got the chopper,whats good now
fuck they got tech 9's and shit we gone need help
(boom take the 12 and give em hell if they wanna pop shit
make em ring bells) i run behind the car to take position
why is the fuck is all my bullets not hittin but missin?
shit pass the bag its full of amunition that i thought we had
this shit is sad our tires are flat what a fag, i gues we on or own
boom save the mags for if u getta good shot then you betta
take it fast, cuz in a flash they'll be on our ass like a bucnh of
birds searchin for worms in grass