bingo to the bango run yo mouth get strangled than slap fuckin stank hoe cry now laugh later little crooked aligator creepin thru the swamp and i seekin to anihilate ya gun up in the palm finna put this pressure on em its the calm before the storm when im lurkin my opponent when i murder cowards runnin or get frozen from the pistol that im holdin its kill or be killed in the streets of the mill got the pistol and im poppin reppin four fourteen send a missle try and stop me its a murder scene milwaukee county its the home of the murder gs and for that bounty quick ride upon our enemies