[Produced by Madlib]

[Intro]
Blood gushing, I think I hear sirens
Uh, yo kill the motherfucker, kill him right, man (Scarface)
Do the shit point-blank, n***a, yeah
Don't muh'fuckin freeze (that's how you do a murder right)
Uh, yeah (we gon' have a muh'fuckin murder 187, n***a)

[Verse]
Chiefing on that, think I hear my heartbeat
Smoking, got me rolling stogies on a dark street
Let's jack this n***a cause he got some shit we can't afford
Another day in Gary, 'nother couple n***as in the morgue
He got the beating, his weed crumbs on plush seats
N***as wanna hate, they get yellow tape'd and white sheets
And he steady talking, my chopper, he gonna let it rip
All the bullets that got my name on 'em still in the clip
Life's a bitch, I was a virgin, hope she let me fuck
Pray I miss before a n***a bust his last nut
Homie '84 got the same rims that mine had
Freddie jumped up in it like freshman year with the dime bags
I started small time, dope game, cocaine
Pulling stick ups to the n***a from a no-name
Diamond bezel, went from pebbles to a whole thing
Now them punk detectives in my section know my whole name
Gibbs, n***a
[Interlude]
Nothing wrong 'bout that motherfucking point-blank murder, n***a
Muh'fuckin armed robbery, n***a, what you know about that?
Muh'fuckin strong-arm shit, n***a, A100
Know what I'm saying, bitch?
Been there, done it, you know what I'm saying, goddammit?
Muh'fuckin ski mask, you know, what you know about that?
Muh'fuckin duct tape to a n***a face, n***a
You know what I'm saying? That's real shit
Muh'fuckin, putting hoes on the muh'fuckin ground, n***a
Whole families, n***a, kids, everything goddammit
Grandma, uncle, cousin, er'rybody on the goddamn floor, bitch
Uh, yeah, slammin'

[Outro]
And all the gangbusters and facts that show
The operation of our law enforcement officials
In their war against the underworld
Thinking about the swinging times and all
I'm gonna tell my children's children what life is all about
And hopefully, they'll have just enough soul to figure it out