[Hook x4]
You're f**in' warned
Don't ever go over my f**in' head again
You motherf**er, you !
[Verse 1]
Late night bound I'm on a stang
Evil gon' catch a lemon lame
Bustas are stuntin' n' puffin'
And bustas be droppin'
When I bust that thang
Cheifin' high and creepin' low
Up to the heaven where n***as go
Got yo' f**in' twenty-two
But I pull out tha forty fo'
Rollin' in the cherokee
Punk a** boy can't hide from me
Ridin' thru yo' neighborhood
You better hope I do not see
Cause if I commence to find
Hollowpoint jacket increasin' yo' kind
In that motha f**in' black box that is made of pine
Grabbed a match right off the dash
Mustard a** n***a be makin' me blast
Lookin' for jockin' n' I'm comin' right on the scene
To get rid of yo' a**
Don't give a f** when I'm on tha blow
Don't give a f** when I shoot a ho
Don't give a f** about none of these hatin' bustas
Let them b**hes know
Evil Pimp back and I'm all 'bout my mac
Carry the nine when I'm ready to jack
Jumped my a** right up out of tha bushes
Quickly give'em heart attacks
Once again I tell yo' b**h
The nine's to yo' f**in' brain
Don't make a f**in' sound
Don't say a f**in' thang
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Evil Pimp, I'm clickin' on these n***as & these b**hes too
Ain't no need to be duckin' cause these bullets ain't escapin' you
Call my n***a 9-0-1, tell that b**h protect your son
Ain't no need to be mad about this sh** just bring yo' f**in' gun
Fryin' these n***as like bacon b**h
Squeezing this trigger mang like it's gon' k**
Bustin' at b**hes I never be showin' remorse cause I don't give a sh**
BUCK, BUCK, BUCK ! I buck 'em down
BUCK, BUCK, BUCK ! You hear the sound
When I be coming them n***as are running
Cause the Pimp don't f** around
On the scene I'm coming clean so please don't make me k** your ho
Kick down your door when I tell you drop the 9 to the f**in' floor
Cross me out I'll k** you BOI
But these n***as think I won't
If I cannot get to you, then I have to k** yo' folks
Drop it off your a** foo, don't make a stupid move
Waddin mill'n perpetratin' busta 'bout to blow my crew
So I'll blow your brains out, right before I ride off
Leave your brains mangled on the curb & hit the hide out
[Hook till end]
[Outro]
As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a gangster