I pop nines.. Catch u at da liquor store or stop sign
Bullets put ya face thru dat window like a neighborhood watch sign
Knock ya brain out ya noggin.. Wit da extra clip im dumpin more
& ya body'll Layaway from ya head like u ain't have enough money at da store
Hammer like Thor.. Punches hit like ether
Bitch.. a simple Hook'll give u death like the Grim Reaper
Nigga im off da Bean wen i murder, but I wasnt raised in Boston
Faggot I'll Toss ya Bag in a Hole like a game where u toss them
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