you wanna get ahead and win the hearts and minds You gotta pull - pull - pull - pull the trigger Fire your guns You gotta pull - pull - pull - pull the trigger
and I'm deadly So many times, I write my rhymes and mutha fuckas scared of me Esham the black devil, unholy niggero Symptoms of insanity, I'm quick to pull the trigger
all the suicidalists Just another brother from D-E-T-R-O-I-T I pack a Smith and Wesson 'cause I don't know karate I ain't no punk nigga, pull the trigger
Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano you ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up shoot my guns horizontal
Im Already Perked Ill Take One Hit, Thats It Then Quit, But Thats Bullshit, They Get Me Smokin The Whole Spliff So Low D, Who I Be W-Doubl O-Die,Off That
I ride them twenty inch yokohamas in this game nigga I broke ya momma smokin some-a that tropical potent thunder slangin dick knockin hoes down like lumber chancin of u
flats And you'd wish me, that I'm a nigga who don't handle biz We live by the trig, we die by the trig Evidently, you done made a weak, freak move I break
many holes This goes, A Lot of rounds of Ammo I show how Uptown Niggas drove Ya fake boy, me and my niggas did it to ya Automatic, Black Chopper Trigger Pullers
nigga While my homies carve life in the field my nigga Ski' then family - thrill deal niggaz Rambo and Sam - it is what it is niggaz I've robbed niggaz - pulled triggers
? Do you really wanna know about some gangsta shit? Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps O U T K A S T, O N P, G double O D I E, so fresh so clean
hustlin', stayin' out 'til it's dawn An' comin' home at 6 o'clock in the mornin' Hands on my glock, eyes on the prize Finger on the trigger when a nigga
mulatto Thug thought he was O.G. Bobby Johnson I played him like Benny Blanco, mano a mano You ain't ready, I find no trigger straight up Shoot my guns
y'all So many times, I write my rhymes and mutha fuckas scared of me Esham the black devil, unholy niggero Symptoms of insanity, I'm quick to pull the trigger
and spit it the way I do simp-a-ly because I like this song When I step up out the Maserati car, gotta pull it, pull it, pull it, pull it from the jar
