dope boy holla Balla white calia no follower call me the white Master you fuckin bastard no question asked gun blast bulletproof vest if you're going to fuckin last what about your past Gun ski mask nigga wanna front of me rat to the pig get set free Barb wires all I fuck i see read between the lines niggars ratin to get signed look what happened to six nine pussy fuck his rhymes ain't no blood the beef is mine better sleep with your gun show your face on the street you better fuck run pussy nigga your life is done let's talk about 50 cent son you both are fuckin rats good match I would light up your ass 1.2 in cash all you'll see is big black mac nigga with da mask we killeras real dope dealer