One shot out the clip, he fell (pewww) Man down, watch out, time to bell Masked up so cameras can't tell (huh?) Sir Prenski on my face I'd trade a cig for a glock Don't want the cooch I want top (want top) Free tay, don't know why he locked, (he locked) But he'll be home any day Dick Gods we smokin' Opp thots, got em chokin' We all pistol totin' Where the fuck do you think your ass goin'? Hey, we got K rounds Glocks with 30 Run up on me I'ma do you dirty Hey, we got K rounds 762s, so you know I gotta be So I ain't gon' miss you Tried to run in the dark Wouldn't be smart Your ass would be grass 'Cause you won't get far Hey, we got 30's And we got FN's I can't love you bitch I want your best friend