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[Intro]
What's up homie?
Lets twist this niggas cap back, man
Lets do it

[Verse 1: Mac T-Dog]
Calm my nerve, grab the Glock
Load it up and hit the dope
Then I grab the Skimask, and jumped in the '94 5-1-0
Pistol on the seat, while I creep, on a sissy bitch
Extra bullets in the glove compartment, wit a pack of cigarettes
Scope tha' trick, get that bitch, jump out tha' car, wit' my tone
Put the cash in the bag, or take a trip to the funeral home
Tryna be tough, finna get locked in the muthafuckin' trunk, nigga
Should've gave me the cheese, now ya floatin' a [?] river
Pockets swoll, time to roll back to the area
Clientele, got me bail, hit the track [?]
Tec on my hip, takin' a sip from the Tanqueray
Drankin' N' Thankin' that is my nigga Lil Mike, [?] its time to get paid
Rob a trick, for 4 keys, getcho ass in, once again
95 G's in my hand, now a nigga gone in the wind
Loadin' up the 30-30, I'm finna get on tha' robbin' level
Bitch I'm just a stick-up man, don't be the victim of a 2-11

[Chorus]
Get yo ass out the fuckin' car before I shoot you bitch
Nigga I'm kickin' in the door
Drop it off yo ass, fool

[Verse 2: Tommy Wright Da III]
I used to pack in small shit
Nickle plated .22s
Leave a nigga dead, wit' some bloodshed on his shoes