[Junior Reid:]
You only got a few days more

To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3

Rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom

[Lil Wayne:]

Welcome to hell I let em burn
Momma told me don't play with them choppas I never learn
I hold the tube tight & firm I don't squirm

Killas hold court in the street court is ajerned
These n-ggas sleepin hope they keep it in they napsack
Watch me while I'm creepin leave em leakin like a flap jack

Hustle all day like we eatin on the last stack
We play with ak's boy you need to bring that mac back
Hand gun they don't want no hand gun

Tote a shotty with a bass drum
Say somethin I'm from where them n-ggas can't come
We die rich & young

We die handsome and
Me I never ran from another man son
I take alot a shots $%&^xx n-gga and one

So throw away them glocks
I hope they prayin for ya
You hear that chop now you sayin somethin


[Junior Reid:]
That's that rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom


[Lil Wayne:]
Murda she wrote n-gga we loke

You can get smoked like brand new dope
Brand new scopes on old $%&^ guns from brand new beef
If he play you cold you give him heat

Play that roll get in them streets
You pay that toll life ain't cheap
The streets is watchin

The streets can see what you can't see
You ain't safe you ain't free
You jus a target with teeth

Ya'll n-ggas don't hear me
Shoot him in the eye make the n-gga see clearly
Now he only got one eye like the pyramid

b-tch I'm in the game like the beer man, hear me
They on my crash shootin down like a deer man
Down down baby goin down like airtran

Yeah & you don't wanna take it there man
Because I'm already there man
I'm sayin


[Junior Reid:]
You only got a few days more

To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3

Rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom

[Lil Wayne:]

Survival of the fittest it is well known there's no water like my city's
Some of us are killers some of them are jus swimmers
n-ggas got choppas n-ggas got trimmers

n-ggas got problems n-ggas got business
n-ggas got children n-ggas got b-tches
b-tches got b-tches

I know $%&^$%&^x realer then you
n-gga I done seen keys bigger then you
Yeah n-gga you ain't on sh-t

Cut off a n-gga head make him $%&^x his own d-ck
No he don't want that & he don't want this
I shoot a hundred times I be blind if I miss

You know I gotta put the dollar sign before the b-tch
Every movie gotta end but I'm just stickin to the script
Addicted to the chips commited to my clique

Cash money mother f-cker get the pistol to your lips

[Junior Reid:]
That's that rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom
You only got a few days more

To get the guns you want at the gun store
On the first day of christmas guess what santa bring for me
A glock a magnum & a rusty m 3
Rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom