Fake ^!$$%z get rejected auditionin for heart
They auditionin for the wrong part
^!$$% you ain't from the hood you got the wrong one

You all soft with no thought all talk
You in the wrong sport
In a golf cart talkin bout you hardcore

With that bull%#@! 22 you bought from Wal-Mart
My gat bark, bite you like a shark
Right in the heart like a mosquito bite in the dark

You got bit you massage it, I'ma lighten your pockets
Make a withdrawal and take your deposits to split profit
My sawed-off blow arms off

Insurance don't cover what a prosthetic skull cost
It's your loss; Mother$#&@ers keep your ears to the streets
Cuz if you raise up get hit in the head with the heat

If you dead you can't eat so don't be a fool and
Try to protect your jewels cuz they can't protect you


[Chorus x2]
Yea, pull out the heat them cats will get back
Then shut your mouth ^!$$%z'll get clapped

Oh, you still off runnin' your trap
Well ^!$$% take 'dat, ^!$$% take 'dat


Uh, murderous mind state is a given
Master of self but a slave to the rhythm
My wolves like dogs say sick 'em man get 'em

My slugs heat seekin if I spit 'em I'ma hit 'em
I'm a marksman spend my free time at the range
Just incase I gotta put one up in your brain

Sit your five dollar $$# down before I lay change
I don't believe y'all ^!$$%z, y'all ^!$$%z been lames
One spit flames call a fireman

Sendin these weak mother$#&@ers to the ?
Sixteens hit like the bird flu and my word true
I could dial seven digits and get you hurt dude

Remember, A-1 remarkable rhymin
Prozac washed down with Grey Goose and lime and
^!$$%z do what I say like Simon

If I got the iron, hands in the air I ain't lyin'

[Chorus x2]

Yea, pull out the heat them cats will get back
Then shut your mouth ^!$$%z'll get clapped
Oh, you still off runnin' your trap

Well ^!$$% take 'dat, ^!$$% take 'dat

The street lights illuminates the crooked runway

Leadin' us from the one way
Toward a narrow path of 40 odors and gun play
Tryina stay away from the crosshairs when the gun spray

The air will dry your body like salt tears in the sun's rays
Sorta like we raisin or paper chasin with ?
Stayin on a case do a number like 40-1k

Thought of pushin rock like McGrady across the half court
Dribblin the crack while on the post with the black torch
Dumpin off jump shots stackin' up for the black Porsche

Law enforcement officers flash badges like passports
Actin' like we free when we actually being trapped off
My rap keep you runnin' like athletes on a track course

Ridin' with the mac like we saddled up on a black horse
It's like they tryna shackle the very root of my black thought
Flossin on a broad day ballin out in the off ray

Chevrolet Suburban gold ? chuckas it's all suede

[Chorus x4]

Yea, pull out the heat them cats will get back
Then shut your mouth ^!$$%z'll get clapped
Oh, you still off runnin' your trap

Well ^!$$% take 'dat, ^!$$% take 'dat