[Hook]
A pistol and a scale, some boy and some bells
A pistol and a scale, a mask and a sawnoff
A pistol and a scale, ounces of the scale
A pistol and a scale, make you b**h n***as drop it off
A pistol and a scale (x3)
A mask and a sawnoff
A pistol and a scale (x3)
A mask and a sawnoff
[Verse 1]
I knew this cat, told his business to my dogs sister
He drive a benz truck, chrome rims with the wolfies
Had a house on the south side, black haven
Full of bricks of h**n, he got my dogs thinking
I told him get the information, find out where he play
Had one of them gals s** his dick, and find out where he stay
I got the information then we put the plot in motion
Money and cut throat b**hes is the daily potion
Then he drank it and rocked to sleep, on the street
Ain't no nappers, walking lick, man buzzing in the hood like a rapper
n***a crazier than the b**h, must be high on the sh**
Cuz if my pockets get low, I'ma try me a b**h
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[Verse 2]
We staked his house out for days
Pulled up in the driveway
Pulled up right behind his a**, with the pumps and AK's
Bust the window out the driver seat, snatched him out
And shot a .357 barrel in his mouth
Now will the money take us to the safe or
b**h I swear to god, I'ma blow yo brains out hard
Tied him up, [?]
My n***a threw him in the trunk with a bit of plastic
Took us to the spot that we knew about
2 n***as came out
One was waving a 9, my n***a shot and took him out
n***a started streaming out please don't k** me mane
Slapped him with the pistol across his head until we see brains
Uzi left the scene, 28 pounds of guns, 7 bricks of that boy, it was all good
Then we took that sh** right back to the hood
Broke that sh** down, and sold it in the hood
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[Verse 3]
This a kick door, lay down on the floor
I want all the cheese and blow
Where the f** the weed at ho
Heard you n***as spot got everything like a corner store
So I guess I'm running in that b**h like a corner store
Give it up, big boy straps in deck
This 40 got a n***a in check
Gun to your neck, gon' chop to that, he a f**ing op
Choppa barrel, spitting fire like a dragon 50 shots
Ain't lagging, turn your mothaf**ing dress into a bloody mop
Where I'm from, you a p**y if ya out here fronting
A Memphis n***a selling d**, mane that'll take ya something
Stuff for nothing, ain't no losses taking 40 fry ya like some bacon
n***as b boy sh**ting, n***a, real n***as never fakin'
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