GOT THAT FAT HEAT

I GOT THAT FAT HEAT IN THE BACK SEAT RUNNING THROUGH THE BACK STREET GUNNING THEM THROUGH THE BACK STACKING RUNNING UP MY BAG UP CERTIFIED CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER CHECK THE WRAP SHEET FULLY LOADED DRUM TECC STICKE’EM HITT’EM WHERE IT HURTS STARE TO HARD MIGHT GET YOUR JAW ROCKED STEADY CRIP WALKING FREE MY LOVE ONES THEY BEEN LOCKED UP BEEN THERE DONE THAT WHAT THE FUCK I GOT TO LOSE BEEN GROOVING ON MY TWOS FOUR FIVE SHOTS YOUR NIGGA END IT ON THE NEWS ITS A HOMICIDE CLOSE CASE THAT ONE NIGGA SIX FEET UNDER