I can show you how to feel the M in a duffel Show you how to feel the hunnid bags in a duffel When it fall to demon, nigga, just to burn rubber Bitch, you bad as fuck, I might just hit you with no rubber On that Slaughter Gang shit, bitch, we knife-talkin' Nigga, I ain't makin' no diss songs, we be white-chalkin' All my niggas dogs and we like to bite on it Glock .34-5 with the mic on it Goin' crazy, niggas think I need a sight on it If I can't finesse it, I'ma put the pipe on it Niggas twist it, they can't wait to turn the mice on you 12 catch it, they gon' put the blue lights on you Hang around a lot of gang-bangin' ass niggas Crip blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga? You might got a pistol, but the stick is way bigger I call it KKK cause I chop a head, nigga Hang around a lot of gang-bangin' ass niggas Crip blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga? You might got a pistol, but the stick is way bigger I call it KKK cause I chop a head, nigga You do a lot of talkin', nigga, not me Do a lot of walkin', nigga, that's me Finna open up a morgue, I got his damn beef Choppa with the sword, Game of Thrones, 2-2-3 Mack side, T-Tay down the road, finna max out Late night, pullin' in the apartment, saw the scrap side Scrap side, made the wrong move, get clapped out Don't you think I'm slippin' just because a nigga proud? Got a hoodie, man, I'm the boogie man We on that bullshit, man, walk around with Uzi's, man It's a move sign, not a Mustang Let the dirty hang, nigga, I'm so gang Hang around a lot of gang-bangin' ass niggas Crip blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga? You might got a pistol, but the stick is way bigger I call it KKK cause I chop a head, nigga Hang around a lot of gang-bangin' ass niggas Crip blood, blue or red, what you bang, nigga? You might got a pistol, but the stick is way bigger I call it KKK cause I chop a head, nigga Feel like Jason Friday 13 I get mad with the 223 It's a nightmare on Elm Street A nightmare on Elm Street