From the bottom to the top you know I won’t stop I’ll shoot up yo block know I got a chop don’t care if you call the cops I’ll shoot them too bop bop bop I go crazy I’ll take yo lady you’ll drown in yo blood like gravy start going hazy I’ll say bye bye lazy got the boys in the back got the sack of racks you know when I pull up on yo block my pants sag I’m bad you mad too sad see ya later traitor I’m grater stay there and die bye bye