dem bitches neva dreamt
that they'd be buried alive
or tied inside the back of my ride
i'm ridin down I-55 and I got the red eye
Brains feelin fried body in tha trunk
and you lookin surprised
that he look deprived
of oxygen that kept him alive
i can't lie
i can't stop
i got my glock cocked
i'm headed to ya block
pop three shots at ya top
watch ya body drop
ya body flop on the motha fuckin ground
take ya downtown
where tha cemetary found
put ya underground
6 feet
just cuz you wanna fuck with me
and take some weed
that i took for free
you wanna fuck wit me
you gonna die slowly
it's mista sipp bitch and you can't be
as bad as me
but cut the playin, i'm goin legit
you say you a balla but playa you's a bitch
you out here servin nicks
i'm out here servin tricks
you out here bouncin ounces
i'm out here bouncin bricks
i'm roamin at large
i ain't catchin no charge
i told you once bitch,
i'm dealin the cards
i'm real n i'm hard
i'm feelin ya broad
so i'm up in yo yard
and killin yo guard
drillin yo broad and
i'm still in yo yard
so i'm stealin yo car
i'm peelin it hard
sippin the barre
smokin on tar
bumpin on scar
while i'm flexin it far
mayne mista sippi sick as six asians
with aids bird flu cancer and sars