[Verse 1]
Oh shit, here I come, dropping them bombs full of that redrum
Creeping up on a n***a with that motherfucking shotgun
Playa hatin' n***as call me clean cause it makes me mad
That's why every night i make some trick stare into the mask
I'm from the north so n***a claim your motherfucking set
If you ain't from the north then I'ma break your fucking neck
In half, as i laugh from the motherfucking gun blast
Prepare to meet your maker in that motherfucking body bag

[Verse 2: Z-Dogg]
Them hill top n***as ain't shit to be fucked with
We stickin' and stabbin' you bitches, and makin' hoes real quick
We on the block we sellin' that weed we chiefin' quarter pounds
So stand your ground, playa hatin' n***as don't come around
Them hilltop n***as don't fuck with you playa haters
We sportin' them gators, and makin' that shit get greater later
We tote non stop we sportin' them Locs, big boy blunts we smoke
We on the track we sellin' that crack, keepin' our pockets fat
Z-Dogg's in the house I'm kickin' it with the Gimisum
We make you numb, my n***a redrum got that Tommy gun
The hilltop click is in this bitch we leave you in a ditch
I'm like Lil Debo, I'll smack you like a punk ass bitch

[Verse 3: AK]
I'm that AK, that real n***a, steppin' in to your front door
Strapped with the 9mm cocked back just in case i got to drop a ho
Load up the 9 with the hollow tips, 16 round pistol extra clip
Called up the killers from the Gimisum, if you try to run we'll drop them bombs
Ready to kill that's on my mind, step on up you're next in line
8,7,4 step up lets go, load up the TEC-9, drop to the floor
Runnin' through the crowd shootin' thangs in the air
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AKA speaking loud and clear, look in my eyes you'll see no fear
Test my pimpin' and throw a cross, i bet your ass will end up lost
Leave your body in a ditch, a bullet to your head now ain't that a bitch
[Verse 4: So Serious]
I'm on a mission like a soldier with a bulletproof vest all across my chest
My trigger finger shakin' ready for the timing to release a slug to your neck
No crosses or no losses when I'm standing on the track tryna stack my grip
Redrum milla killa hangin' Playa Dre bout to do the hollow tip grip
Point blank range to the middle of your eyes
Sleepin' in a grave cause i stalk at midnight
Like a 50 tec cos i shoot to kill you better use the police as a shield when i strike
People don't fear no, n***as don't fear no evil at the barrel of the Glock at the bust
Shot after shot clip after clip round after round but you still with them n***as on serious
Ain't no rushin' at me when you're fuckin' with me and the Troopaz cos you're livin' as a sucker
Burn in hell with your ??? finna die let you know you can't skip a real trill motherfucker
Buckin' at them duckin' and dodgin' fradulent faker fall to the floor
Don't you cross us playas, if you do you a victim of the chrome 44
Still these n***as wanna try the Gimisum click, they don't even play, they ??? their bitch
So i gotta touch and bust them hoes cause there's always a body fillin' up another ditch
Remember the n***as smokin' weed pickin' on my afro cos they sleepin' in a ??? pool
So Serious my alias and i bet you didn't never show em mercy ho

[Verse 5: Big Hill]
My hoods rough and tough we ??? mcgruff the crime dogs ass
So fuck the mask if you cross me n***a, I'm ready to blast
When i see your face I'm buckin' no duckin', buckshots they rushin' hot
A crooked cop patrollin' the block jumpin' out for rocks and Glocks
The beating never stops. who's snappin', who's not
Strapped to the fullest, yes i pull it i ain't bullshittin'
Real n***as don't quit you motherfuckers don't know how you're fuckin with
Grenades, AKs, Tommy guns, its fulla Teflon
Big Hill, keepin' it real, layin' em down with Gimisum
[Outro]
Talk yo ass off, we gon blow yo ass off
Talk yo ass off, we gon blow yo ass off
Talk yo ass off, we gon blow yo ass off
Talk yo ass off, we gon blow yo ass off
Talk yo ass off, we gon blow yo ass off