[* Gun being co*ked *] [Hook x3] AK's and semi-automatic users We some southern, country boys don't let that fool ya n***as that I run with will bring it to ya n***a take it to the streets and I'll do ya [Verse 1] Doctors say my mind gone from gettin' my grind on Pullin' hoes still in the Nissan from when it was on Y'all n***as don't know how wild it get If ya think I'm talkin' sh** b**h place ya bet n***as know not to ask me why I did it A nickel bag gets sold in the park, I want in it Roll slow in the Tahoe with the windows tinted Hot rocks, heard the pop, don't stop get it, get it Everybody hit it slow, blindfold hit the floor Who wanna be the first to go, let me know Don't you hate to see the gat up in your face like that Boy I'd hate to see your brains all over the place like that [Hook x2] [* Pause *] [Verse 2] My n***as play you all, do some sh** ya never saw Slice em' open like a cigar, dude'll leave em' hangin' out his car Burn him with gasoline, light up the scene For the cops to watch, fill up the block Let the nosey people count the shots Thinkin' bout the plots that was unseen, that was in ya dreams I bust twice then I heard ya scream Now we fiends for paramedics, well forget it you'll never get it Between you and me, life slips away if ya let it n***a fight, stay calm and pull that trigger It happens so fast, don't freeze up, move that finger If a 89 or AK or Ruger n***a You the last man standin' then you the n***a [Hook x2] [Kane & Abel ad-libs and talking]