[Verse 1: K-Syco] Aw, f** it's the big fight The reason is revenge so somebody gotta die tonight Me & Red got the hand pump motherf** a fist fight Cause my fist ain't hitting hard enough So I'm taking off that safety switch Then I'm aiming at your head Cause I know you wear a vest b**h In other words bring a weapon hoe Cause I'ma take your folks nuts And shove down your f**ing throat I look at murder as a sign of relief My fingers the judge and you are the down deceased Withing a second I could click on a n***a Blow the head off a motherf**er by pulling this trigger You f**ed up so I got pull your hoe card Cause every n***a want revenge on that 9th Ward So listen close to this murder plan I'ma be the driver with a pump in my left hand The Ghetto Red on my side fool Knocking n***as dicks in the dirt from a Lexus coupe So if a n***a miss a motherf**er I got sleep in my truck with a case Shooting the rest of 'em so get the f** b**h I'm getting ready And don't be asking why my face is all sweaty Look, mind yours cause I'm handling mines Get the f** out my house before I lose my mind Yo, cause many times I done tried to cope With the lost of a friend but I done lost all hope Look, I got no time for a b**h on my lap So hoe get the f** I got to do this sh** by myself [Verse 2: Ghetto Red] Tonight's the night and I might go Six feet deep, rest in peace K-Syco But if I fall then I fall for a young n***a Eyes open, and still squeezing on the trigger But off that cause I'm still living Everything is set so now I'm going through the k**ing Gun shots spraying out from a Lexus So loud you can hear that sh** in Texas But I don't care cause the pumps in my left hand I got that b**h out the window pulling the trigger fast The bullet hit him in the chest it came out his back The only thing that he could do was try to fire back He hit the ground so I'm aiming at another b**h I stopped the car cause I had to pop another clip No remorse on them n***as when we get 'em Look, relitation on them b**hes when we k** 'em Got out that nine cause that nine gotta lot of static Put up that pump cause that pump ain't a automatic We stop popping to wait until the smoke clear It's time to go cause everybody dead here We got the f**, man I was burning rubber Got to the nine feeling good we shot the motherf**ers We took nuts, now it's time to celebrate What's next a n***a never would anticipate [Verse 3: K-Syco] I'm chilling on my sofa just relaxed Me and my girl with a gat across my lap And then I looked all around I said hoe wake up look I think I heard a sound I grabbed the Tec as I stood up Then I grabbed four clips and then I started loading up I'm thinking in my mind crazy sh** A n***a must have lived through the hit like b**h Well, f** it, now you gotta die You come to my hood, its like committing suicide I must admit you got heart to come here And try to break a n***a off a big chunk But I ain't dying tonight on a empty clip So when yo' dick hit the dirt you full of led b**h I'm in the kitchen then I heard a gun click I seen the n***a, he shooting at my girlfriend I snuck up on him, my girl's hiding under the bed I took that Tec and put that b**h on his head He was stunned, he knew he was gone get erased I pulled the trigger and his brains splattered in my face He didn't fall fast enough then I gave him four And then that bloody motherf**er hit the f**ing floor Now I'm mad cause my girlfriend's b**hing About this bloody motherf**er on my floor twitching I grabbed the Tec just in case this n***a tried to get me And kept my promise and made that f**ing clip empty Popping non-stop loading up his f**ing chest A whole clip in a** now he put to rest I took that n***a and stuck him in a body bag I drove right behind the store and dumped him in trash This is a lesson for those n***as out on they friends I know the feeling, cause I was driven by revenge