Gritty grimy shit Slumpin in my Chevrolet Cause I can't listen to that Techno music all day (Hell Na) So I'm Dubsteppin' Never leave the house without Smith & Wesson It's gonna be a bloody mess if you fuck with me And I put that on East Side LBC C'mon now, catch me puffin on that devil stick You don't wanna see me black out so don't say shit Black ski mask with them leather OJ Simpson gloves Choke the DJ out if he dont bang this shit up in the club
[Hook x 4] C'mon now Let's go
Yeah, talkin that shit will get you scraped up Bleeding on the ground for the coroner to scoop you up Bullets move like Mayweather, quick and fast Better button up those lips before these hollow tips snap that ass I've been waiting for a silly war to pop off Now everybody walk around with them sawed-offs The Holocaust is back There's no speakers in my trunk It's dead bodies in my Cadillac
C'mon now Let's go
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