L.A. N1GGA

Slugs killin ya touch feelin just for the thrillin

I got guns for the snitches

Maybe it's hatred I spew maybe it's food for the spirit

And you my son I don't know it's just the parent in me

And whatever they do dont let the owner know

Means It's Over bro Method Man on the remix it's over yo

Biggie booms on my a now provide the cellular phone

and you know all my guns got a muffler just wanna see the slut in her i don't want a hug from her nope