For the 9 whatever the fucc...

You know I ain't dead yet

I'm with my real loc niggas

I was a dead man......

Walking they say, so every night I hit the J.

Loc'ed up a.k. in post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey

I feel the pay, bacc simmering in my brain

But thought of death cloud my mind

As my niggas is gone away.

many clips and 24 Rips, packed

but who really got my back Fade...

Now that them niggas hit the grave.

I'm killing them off for the olds days

24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple cush and make me siccer

than sicc and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish

cause nigga it's EBK everyday all day to the day I die.

I'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10

A.R.1.5 rugga.

with a 12 guage pump in the trunk

and a blacc beany disguise

That nigga that you can't see just cuz of them gloccs & locs over my eyes.

Crept, like a black cat with a mac

with a mac 10 in my lap with fat sacc of that Cush

took a hit of that shit and seen some niggas with a 4 fifth.

So I let 'em have it Ounces of O.E. 4.0 No Doze Indonesia slipff.

And a 9 millimeter for the nigga that will dump one & punp one in your bitch.

And put her in her grave with that empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip.

then bounce to that ounce

with a lacc and a mac and a fat fat sacc of that indo shit.

I'm siccer than sicc you niggas gotta admit when I

grab my shit you either bone or get caught with a hot one

nigga so rest in piss

Just call me agent double O duece foe blocc

I got that 9 milli glocc and ready to put one in your knot

Rest in Piss....

From the repths and the depths of the double O

duece foe blocc with a glocc and a poccet

full of that sess you betta wear a bullet proof vest

When I'm at your set betta pacc you a tech

cause I'm at your necc with a clip full of that shit

nigga don't trip when i put one in your dicc that Ripgut Cannibal Hannibal shit nigga nuts and guts all over my chest and stomach, running with no slacc threw my strap in the bacc twist me up a sacc and I'm bacc on The Garden Blocc.

kiccin it with maniac the nigga that a manely act siccer than sicc when a clips in progress put 'em on the ground with a brain full of them nine slugs then read them in Reader's Digest.

I found a new love tricceling in my brain half of the dosia,half of the OE half of the fact of that insane. Nigga from that duece foe bloccsta,where niggas, never put their gloccs up.

and get their coccs succed nigga you just can't stop us.

loc 2 the brain insane with a main gang that will maintain

untouchable cut your throat and leave you in the street

with a lynch around your throat motherfucca

cause you ain't got no love foe the blocc

pop gotta hot foe that 24 street blocc