You ready holmie?
Yup.
My first mission runnin' through the head to smoke jack
With memories poppin' in my head recall that
Late night creepin' through the alley with six deuce
Strapped up everybody focused no mixed views
A sawed off pumped in my hand with two shells
The other four holmies on the scene with cocktails
One nigga lookin' for popos and foes hell
Someone lookin' through windows the door bells
Goes off followed by the punk you gas bomb
Adrenaline pumped up still I remain calm
House lit up you could see it for eight blocks
Runnin' through the hood run in front of the fade cops
The game chase but they couldn't cover the streets up
Rolled out ran into the spot to meet up
Strapped down covered up the tracks and back home
Laid low earned me a stripe perfect no
Shoot 'em up
Bang bang
Another body dropped
You can't stop the head nod
Soot 'em up
Bang bang
Another body dropped
You can't stop the hip-hop
Shoot 'em up
Bang bang
Another body dropped
You can't stop the head nod
Shoot 'em up
Bang bang
Another body dropped
You can't stop the gunshots
Yeah I'll hit your block up better lock up
Fuck the gang and shit don't stop uh
A mad dog with a bob in the reagle
Go into mode and just kill all your people
Coast to coast ain't a nigga more evil
Now made me act a lot and call Sen Diesel
Rock the block with the M one six
.44 mag like a east war fit
This here granadilla break you off right quick
Be prayin' up to Jesus and all that shit
Uh niggas be jackin' when they see my bucket
Roll down they block they hide and say fuck it
Come back in form of an assassin
Three hundred yards with the infrared action
Troop is the layer black Doc Holiday
Cuancho raider the modern day huh
Shoot 'em up
Bang bang
Another body dropped
You can't stop the head nod
Soot 'em up
Bang bang
