Yeah, how many hitters can stand the rain
This is only a test now
What we told you it was comin'
We in front of the scenes
And in back of the scenes
So what you gon' do now

*****es wanna front on me
But know not to come to me
I keep ten glocks
Ten rotts up in front of me

Like they sprayin' sumin', like they sayin' sumin'
I gets my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin'
My reach is like Louis stiff eighty-four
Your's is like Evander seventy-seven slow

Thanks to Taebo, I'm thirty two and O
When I catch a knock out *****es bring the cops out
Two for five spots, I tear the rocks out
Pop the tops out then clear the spot out

***** or *****, you don't want no problems
My revolver is a quick problem solver
Don't never think I'm slippin'
*****, I ain't dumb, I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun

Hatin' *** *****s, I treat you like a *****
Strap on a fake **** and stick you where you ****
I got warriors that's three time felons
Leave ya body swellin', leakin' from ya melon

And it ain't no tellin' when the bodies start smellin'
Somebody took the story and sold it to Helen Kelly
The guns and thing you sing about bring 'em out
Like I thought y'all havin' a gun drought

I'm a millionaire
I ain't rhymin' for the cash
I'ma relax and let my *****s
Get in ya ***

All ya'll *****s is narrow, straight parrel
***** like Banger make you swallow the barrel
Criminal I ain't tryna battle on a ground or gravel
Through four make the hollows travel

I got Montana nines, more tangled lines
Who wanna wine and dine with Bris get in line
I fight like I rhyme, *****s thirsty to shine
Can't jack mine, I'm one of a kind

Die slow, y'all *****s is dust like pyro
You sleep with your eyes close, might as well be blind fold
See how much my nine hold blast my one
Dos tres to the cuatro cinco, reload *****

How you want it, head or gut? You soft like baby butt
When these Brooklyn *****s come threw their jewels they tuck
For what, intimidated how we hop out the truck
Or the S type Jag, y'all *****s straight ***

This is for my *****s who ain't never have ****
Ridin' round town with gun in m***es
Copped out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad *****

This is for my *****es who ain't never have ****
Settin' *****s up for all they stashes
Love cats with Roleys and Carti gl***es
Nasty hoes who take it in they ***es

I ain't gotta tell y'all *****s where I'm from
I ain't never tell no ***** when I ***
I'm far from a lame you will never see me run
You know how we do it beef jump into it

Mafia's the gang max out the squadron
Nine millimeter team, Mack 11 mobs men
Who said we ain't rich, Kim's bling cost a fortune
Queen Bee *****s shootin' anything crawlin'

From now on it's on when I catch you *****s snorin'
Any fresh event you can bet *****s sportin'
Betta leave town catch a flight in the mornin'
Get the cold out ya eyes somebody 'bout to die

Three *****s got beef three, *****s got to go
Hit em all in the row like tic tac toe
Where you start is where you finish at
Show y'all the meanin' of fam, remember dat

This is for my *****s who ain't never have ****
Ridin' round town with gun in m***es
Copped out the ten years but only had six
All the ghetto hoods with only one bad *****

This is for my *****es who ain't never have ****
Settin' *****s up for all they stashes
Love cats with Roleys and Carti gl***es
Nasty hoes who take it in they ***es