death befo this dishonor
stand my ground i aint a runner
a wild west gunner
rollin thru in a hummer
all black full of straps
and crazy gats sippin on 'gnac
with a cutie sittin on ma lap
and my seat laid back
with a green sack
homie hit dat
and lean back
roll down the window
start wavin with my mac
run and ill shoot ya in ya kneecap
bullets riddlin ya back
doc cant fix that
ill cap ya in ya fitted cap
listen to a gangsta rap
call this a gangsta rap
round ya fakers i run laps
i keep movin and yall takin naps
quit fakin jax or i start breakin backs
leave u takin dirt naps