Deadly Combination

Come at me with your boys, you just wishing for death,

double barrel with the pump,

clear the matter with a gun,

your head shatter and im done,

take the bullets then i run,

stick the gun up in my tube socks,

when these new cops come for clues

come through blocks with two glocks, a boombox, a few rocks,

bombs stuck in a shoebox,

your crew all plastic,

ill get your group botched,

im the master,

all you gotta do is sit back and just watch,

i never leave empty-handed,

at the least, i leave branded,

cut them up and give em bandages,

but im a savage that a bitch can never manage,

everlasting if a bitch is ever asking,

gotta blast em, last but never least,

shoot a nigga like a movie,

gotta see whos casting,

choke the pistol like we got some marriage issues,

leave it gasping,

grab my mask and dip through the back,

hop in my cadillac,

turn the music never lack,

spit to the vinyl crack,

rewind the motherfucking track,