You know we're gonna hit you like a pistol grip got you runnin from the gun You know we're gonna hit you like a pistol grip got you on the run Try to
the RIP pump that pistol grip, Thugged out on a 187, Where the niggas, they temple split, Hit em up, get em up, nigga dont get caught runnin with them
runnin through pounds of weed (Watch me) At the bar baby, round's on me (Watch me) [Jay-Z] Watch me turn somethin out of nothin, turn platinum from
let's make it hot I'm reppin' for all my blocks Duckin', dippin' the cops Ready runnin' the dock Icarus in his sock We comin' straight from the bottom
a nigga head, fuck why run from a lazy motherfucker cause he flashed his gun We ain't cut from the same shit, nigga I'm a shooter If I show I got a pistol
Got your bawd out on Broadway tah Broadway in ah broad day Now I brought the underground plunger sound from down under Somethin' like when that thunder pound way from round yonder Hey I'm from
Hook] [Ready Roc] Fuck it let's make it hot I'm reppin' for all my blocks Duckin', dippin' the cops Ready runnin' the dock Icarus in his sock We comin' straight from
drawls coward these bitches I put 'em on the Mobb we gotta get gone before a nigga cool his gun real nigga runnin from Mobb will throw away glock won't pistol
G's (Watch me) Blowin' dro runnin' through pounds of weed (Watch me) At the bar baby, round's on me (Watch me) Watch me turn somethin' out of nothin' turn platinum from
plug him up Gun him up, One is enough Nigga nuts and hamburger It's just another damn murder [Hook] I plotted my next murder in the bedroom, Grippin on a pistol
the fuckin' head Buck him down, buck him down, come again Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass 'til the end With my pistol, runnin' from da lench
red Thinkin' should I get these hoes Thinkin' should get these hoes Thinkin' should I but they head Should a nigga plan a hit Or grab my pistol grip
This is Bad News Bears, like Eddie Munster I keep a dragon under my stairs Plus a gun in my hat, ain't no runnin' from that Ain't no runnin' with that
clappin' Nigga, I was rappin' while you was actin' 'cuz (Everywhere I go) Real niggas postin', gettin' drunk, smokin' Khaki chucks spokin', pistol grip
comin - too busy bullshittin Caught him with his mouth runnin; ain't this a bitch They got me twisted in this game The feds and the punk, po-lice pointin pistols
temperament Honestly, I got a monster pistol gripped and I commence to spit None of y'all exempt from it, spit, spit, passes from it You get stiff from
baby sham> Baby sham on some new shit New and exclusive 5'3", caramel, tight grip on a four fifth Leave em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul
