Yeah young gunnaz state state state prop chain gang!
Yeah chad west on the track
Sigel neef buck peedi crack o and sparks freeweezy

Yeah state prop boys back in town
Backblock boys pop boys back you down


I ask is it me or is it really them? yeah i'm young
But y'all ain't never gonna big willy hum north philly
Hum keep a big milli hum them ain't never been soft naw dawg

Y'all really them ^!$$%z that be mouthin' off
Never really got in $%&^x actin' like you shot the %#@!
But hesitate to pop it off when it's on y'all be gone

C grip the pistol drawn hittin' till' them ^!$$%z gone
Word till' ma ^!$$%z gone this ain't just a song this is real $%&^x we live


^!$$%z will get ya kids hurry ^!$$%z switch your homes
Don't forget ya pistol home what the $%&^x you buy it for
To catch a $#&@in' body or to show up for them $%&^$%&^x drawn

Actin' all big and buff ^!$$%z ain't really tough
Humble but he might just be the first to call you ^!$$%z bluff
Have you ^!$$%z %#@!tin' puss bleedin' through the $$#

C'll seize a ^!$$% fast hit you $%&^$%&^x up!

We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun

Oh yea ^!$$%z wanna get on i got some ^!$$%z in my click
That'll make your mother$#&@in' jaws tight
We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun

Oh what ^!$$%z want to get on thats right i got some ^!$$%z in click
That'll hit y'all mother$#&@as all night


Yo bang bang here we go naw this ain't radio
Load up ya gun music don't pull it if you ain't gonna use it
Don't tempt me ^!$$% i'm gonna shoot it

Trust ^!$$% you gonna come up missin' about mine
30 shot mp5 spit out nines all hollows in ya gut
So you holla when it cuts let off a dime then i calm

20 shots'll follow up you'll be sparkin' like a dutch

Keep the $%&^x up on a hush out on bail fresh outta jail

Two cases i got to fight ^!$$% they sent me down try to right ^!$$%z
They want me up north stressin' with them white ^!$$%z
Gettin' husky $%&^x it let 12 judge me got to keep it on me daily

If you got some beef you smell me listen what you ^!$$%z
Tell me come out naked so i can be in the swidle dot pumpin' i'll wet it
But i'ma be both these $#&@as give me a second


We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun
Oh yea ^!$$%z wanna get on i got some ^!$$%z in my click

That'll make your mother$#&@in' jaws tight
We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun
Oh what ^!$$%z want to get on thats right i got some ^!$$%z in click

That'll hit y'all mother$#&@as all night

Sig. want sig. want you $%&^xx ^!$$%z still pumpin' you guns

Like pump pellets won't puncture your lungs
Get your toes tagged who wanna slow drag
Dance with the devil who wanna play freeze tag with the metal

And you it tag it's like a virus my whole crew sick
I'm the truth in the booth with my all blue kicks
But tell me why you mad dude like big o skits mitts


Yea they call me that throwback kid 'cause that colt four
Fifth give ya holes and $%&^x and you know i keep my ruger near

My back pocket keep the two shot there line up who wanna
See if tupac dead you'll knocked out ya tube socks yea
Get your wing tell me thing tupac said until the stop

You ^!$$%z not pac you not my state prop mothe$#&@a and

We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun

Oh yea ^!$$%z wanna get on i got some ^!$$%z in my click
That'll make your mother$#&@in' jaws tight
We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun

Oh what ^!$$%z want to get on thats right i got some ^!$$%z in click
That'll hit y'all mother$#&@as all night


Oschino ^!$$% sp we want we want
That boy in the porsche with the top in the trunk
Oschino long like joker clip all hanging out
Money over $%&^$%&^x what this sp gang about
Bought it like brotha man gas like son of sam

One through your face leave your stretched like a rubber band
You wouldn't understand you don't want it fam
The mc with the hammer have y'all ^!$$%z do the running man

Born in the ghetto straight form the projects

Game like le bron james but no nike contract
Pitbull red nose 600 all gold marshland all froze
Low top red holes red shoe strings no socks on
Mr. matinee be moving that popcorn
Y'all ^!$$%z should stop drawing your oil paintings stink

While we in the kitchen cookin' oils till they stink

We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun
Oh yea ^!$$%z wanna get on i got some ^!$$%z in my click
That'll make your mother$#&@in' jaws tight

We want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun
Oh what ^!$$%z want to get on thats right i got some ^!$$%z in click
That'll hit y'all mother$#&@as all night

Chitty bang bang all i see in the ghetto is thangs bang
(*##$es getting drunk and wetted and settle for gang bang

(*##$ ^!$$%z live for what they copy and never
Is it just me or do you agree things change?

Yea young gunnaz chris and neef
It's our summer o and sparks peedi crakk freeweezy b. sig
Holla at ya boys yea we doing big things ^!$$%
State prop. clothing cartoons movies y'all ^!$$%z know

$#&@ y'all wanna do young gunnaz ^!$$% chris and neef
Get it right ^!$$% we want we want the kid that shot that b.b. gun