[Intro: Killa Renz]
\n(Ayy, ayy, gang, gang, gang)
\nLoad up them sticks, we ain't lettin' up! (Nah, fuck that!)
\nSpin they block and fuck shit up! (Grrah, grrah, boom!)
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\n[Chorus: Killa Renz]
\nAyy, what these pussy niggas on? (Huh?)
\nCaught his ass lackin’, now his face up on a stone (Boom!)
\nWe don’t do no talkin’, fuck the net, just get him gone (Pussy!)
\nHe was tough until we popped up, now his head gone (Grrah, boom!)
\nBitch, we ride with choppers, fuck a Glock, we want his dome (Uh-huh)
\nAin’t no passes, spin again, make sure that bitch ain't comin' home (Fuck 'em!)
\nWe in Hellcats, smash the gas, this bitch too fast, I’m in my zone (Skrrt!)
\nTry to run, but hollow tips done cracked his back and broke his bones (Boom, boom!)
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\n[Verse 1: Killa Renz]
\nNigga talkin’ gangsta 'til we pull up, now he shook (Bitch!)
\nI ain’t tryna box, I send some shells and leave him cooked (Boom, boom!)
\nAin’t no mercy for no opp, fuck his mama, fuck his hood (Fuck that bitch!)
\nIf that nigga want some smoke, then we gon’ roll him in this wood (Light it up!)
\nHundred rounds up in this stick, make sure we hit him in his shit (Grrah!)
\nCaught his ass up out in traffic, made him crash, now he a lick (Boom!)
\nI ain't worried 'bout no nigga, all these guns came with a switch (Brrr!)
\nHe was flexin’ with his pole, we took that bitch right off his hip (Goofy!)
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\n[Chorus: Killa Renz & Savage Ro\$.]
\nAyy, what these pussy niggas on? (Huh?)
\nCaught his ass lackin’, now his face up on a stone (Boom!)
\nWe don’t do no talkin’, fuck the net, just get him gone (Pussy!)
\nHe was tough until we popped up, now his head gone (Grrah, boom!)
\nBitch, we ride with choppers, fuck a Glock, we want his dome (Uh-huh)
\nAin’t no passes, spin again, make sure that bitch ain't comin' home (Fuck 'em!)
\nWe in Hellcats, smash the gas, this bitch too fast, I’m in my zone (Skrrt!)
\nTry to run, but hollow tips done cracked his back and broke his bones (Boom, boom!)
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\n[Verse 2: Savage Ro\$.]
\nNiggas talk that tough shit ‘til we pull up, let it bang (Let it bang!)
\nCaught his homie out the store, now he a mural in a frame (Fuck his name!)
\nI ain’t arguin’ with no nigga, send a shot right at his brain (Boom!)
\nLeft his ass slumped in the whip, he couldn’t even switch his lane (Bitch!)
\nAyy, we slide, bitch, we active, all these opps gon' need a casket (Grrah!)
\nPull up, hop out, let that ratchet crack his dome, this shit get tragic (Boom, boom!)
\nAin’t no cappin’ in my raps, nigga, we really make shit happen (Pussy!)
\nTried to run, but he got caught, that nigga folded like a napkin (Bitch ass!)
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\n[Chorus: Killa Renz & Savage Ro\$.]
\nAyy, what these pussy niggas on? (Huh?)
\nCaught his ass lackin’, now his face up on a stone (Boom!)
\nWe don’t do no talkin’, fuck the net, just get him gone (Pussy!)
\nHe was tough until we popped up, now his head gone (Grrah, boom!)
\nBitch, we ride with choppers, fuck a Glock, we want his dome (Uh-huh)
\nAin’t no passes, spin again, make sure that bitch ain't comin' home (Fuck 'em!)
\nWe in Hellcats, smash the gas, this bitch too fast, I’m in my zone (Skrrt!)
\nTry to run, but hollow tips done cracked his back and broke his bones (Boom, boom!)
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\n[Outro: Savage Ro\$.]
\nPussy nigga thought shit sweet, now he six feet deep (Boom, boom!)
\nCaught his ass up in the streets, put his dumb ass right to sleep (Bitch!)
\nFuck the law, fuck the opps, we gon’ keep this shit up heat (Grrah!)
\nAnd if a nigga want some smoke, just drop the addy, we can meet (Pussy!)\n\n
