[Verse]
Creepin' on a come up with a 2-11 on my mind
Persuaded by the devil grippin' on my blade, passin' nine
Searching for a lick that I can hit with murder in my soul
Swangin' bending corners in the '67 El Co
Blacked out, runnin' routes
Busta' what you talkin' 'bout?
Bodies in the bag, banging on a trunk, they scream and shout
You fuckin' with a killa'
The silver back gorilla
G*59 is not a gang, bitch we the militia
Countin' on my skrilla
Shoot my cater pillar
Kill a motherfucker throw his body in the river
Runnin' through your fucking hood with ski-mask on my fucking face
We killin' every pussy motherfucker that be in my way
Roll me up another blunt
Now that sticky skunk
Get the shake junt
Slaughterin' a sucka' for some fucking fun
Got the gun
Leave a nigga stunned
Bitch I'm on the run
All you wanted I can promise
I can give you some
[Outro]
Mafia
Smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out, loced out, loced out
Triple 6 Mafia, Mafia
Smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out, loced out, loced out
Triple 6 Mafia, Mafia
Smoked out, loced out
Smoked out, loced out, loced out, loced out
Triple 6