You can get the gat for this
And you can get the gat for that
You can get the gat for this
And you can get the gat for that

You can get the gat for this
And you can get the gat for that
You can get the gat for this
And you can get the gat for that

You can get the gat for this
And you can get the gat for that

*****z wonder why S-P-I do or die
I don't give a ***k, I'm just a ***** stayin' high
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
'Cause these playin' hatin' *****z wanna jack me for my rizzide

*****z wonder why S-P-I do or die
Just a young ***** and I wanna my cash on
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
'Cause if ****'ll get too funky I might have to get my blast on

It goes one for the treble, two for the funk
Time to get my mother***kin' 12 gauge pump
I blast off like N.A.S.A, as I rolls right past ya
Bust a couple a caps and leave ya ghost like Casper

I peels caps like bad, comes wicked like Iz
They make me hollow tipped and then they seal it with a kizz
For them bootsie mother***kers that be ridin' around
Hidin' around the corner, tryin' to get a mother***ker down

Wearin' his Adams apple like a ***kin' snapple
Dismantle mother***kers and hear they bodies crackle
Laugh like a jackal as I tackle they ***
With a fury of them buckshots, crackin' they mask

Kinda skip the drama, puts bodies in freezers like Jeffrey Dahmer
You can get the gat for that kidnap your mama
The big mack from the Itty-Bitty city
*****z actin' ****ty so I licks 'em with my nitty

*****z wonder why S-P-I do or die
I don't give a ***k, I'm just a ***** stayin' high
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
'Cause these playin' hatin' *****z wanna jack me for my rizzide

*****z wonder why S-P-I do or die
I'm just a young ***** and I'm tryin' to get my cash on
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
'Cause if ****'ll get too funky I might have to get my blast on

Stick that *****, I told my DJ Xtra Large
As we pull some *****z car up out his own garage
I stack them *****z up in them hearses like a can a sardines
Two thousand dollars a body, I'm for hire if you got the green

Ya got the mad buy, my millimeter to say
187, comin' wicked leavin' black much day

I don't be ***kin' with them *****z who be shady and ****
Better stock that grip and an extra clip and a bottle a Hindu to sip on
Trip on this ***** that's leavin' 'em dead in the alley
What's your murder penal code? 781 here in Cali

Red rum, we hit'cha and we give ya some
See mosta these *****z up in my set, we bustin' dum-dums
My Uzi eats 'em up and spits 'em out, ***k a ***le bout
I'm pullin' my gat up out a fist fight with out a doubt

'Cause I ain't playin', fightin' is ***kin' around
I'd rather bust and leave your *** six feet up under ground

*****z wonder why S-P-I do or die
I don't give a ***k, I'm just a ***** stayin' high
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
'Cause playin' hatin' *****z wanna jack me for my rizzide

*****z wonder why S-P-I do or die
I'm just a young ***** and I wanna get my cash on
So why do you roll with a strap on ya side
'Cause if ****'ll get too funky I might have to get my blast on

Yeah, it's the G-Mother***kin' Nizzo, that nappy headed *****
They got me lookin' up over my shoulder now man
I gotta a strap, I ain't be shady, playa hataz hate me
*****es snitchin', heh, it really ain't the same

But um, ****e told me once
Him and DJ Xtra Large, they told me
That I can get the strap for this
And that I can get the strap for that
And that's what the ***k I'm gone do
I'm out this ***** man