[ VERSE 1: Klas 1 ] I started out squabbin and scrappin on the block Then I said fuck that shit and went stole me a Glock Bitch, I had to put to rest the scrappin Now I'm makin niggas say: Oh Lord, what happened? A nigga never ran cause I wasn't a runner Comin with them hands, Klas 1'll outgun ya I always kept the Glock stuffed in my nuts Keep niggas on they p's and they q's on the cut Drippin sweat, my finger's on the trigger All on my mind was kill that mark nigga And all my homies was in that gang shit Some of them niggas Bloods, most of them niggas Crips I stayed neutral, fuck red and blue The gangs wasn't shit to a nigga that was true, fool Real niggas did the crimes by theyself Cause hangin with a gang is just another quick death No, I don't claim red or blue But I still bust yo ass like the gangsters do Cause I'm low down, sneaky and I'm doomed To leave this world real soon, but I gots room To take yo ass with me So lay it down quickly or you'll be buried in yo creased Dickies Cause a nigga don't love ya So you can get these 4 Deep nuts and take that, motherfucker
[ CHORUS ] Take that, motherfucker Comin in the click Take that, motherfucker With that hoe shit Take that, motherfucker You'll get yo wig split Take that, motherfucker
[ VERSE 2: ? Murder ? ] Murder murder murder mo' Nigga hit the flo' 'fo I have to hurt a hoe And that's how I go when you're fuckin with a killer, fool Crackers got it bad cause they the ones I'm killin, fool And on the cool, I don't give a motherfuck And if you don't duck you're shit out of luck, Chuck Stuck up the ass, stuck up the butt Stuck up the dookie, you shoot just like a slut With a big fat dick, so nigga watch yo shit Mo' murder mo' murder, yeah it don't quit Pullin them square's that's ( ? ) and nigga you know Everything's movin slow and I can't take it no mo' So you gotta go and that's how it be D to the e to the a to the d, and I be Murder murder hurt a nigga fast As I insert a cap into that ass Blast blast, from my shotgun kick Leave a motherfucker sick naked holdin a stick My nigga, my nigga, I don't think you'll make it home After catchin couple hollow shot bullets to that dome And it's on, it's on cause I'ma let ya know Murder's in the house and I'ma murder me a hoe With them fools 4 Deep, I don't creep with no busters So take it from a straight up hustler, take that motherfucker
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[ VERSE 3: Koo Rod ] Ah fuck I'm aggravated, can't take this shit no more Roundin up my niggas, it's time to go to war Ha, there's a new motherfucker on the block Tryina shortstop with them bullshit rocks Nigga, how you just gonna come into the click And thinkin that these fiends gonna jump up on your dick? You better get gone or find another cut But he didn't listen, so I guess he didn't give a fuck Shit, now it's time to get him, get a little buzzed Now what that light, cuz? Punk-ass nigga, you better make it home Comin with that dead shit, you shoulda tried to come strong Cause you fucked up tryina move in On a nigga's cut when you know you had no win You tried to be hard, you got yo ass squabbed You got your dope took, you need a fuckin job Bitch, you'se a hoe, so go sell your ass Or suck a nigga's dick, just bring me back my cash Try to step to me when you know you'se a buster Take that, motherfucker
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