[Hook: T.I]

Got my Glock cocked, rydin
In my drop top, rydin
Looking for them n***as where they at stop hidin
Got my Glock cocked, rydin
In my drop top, rydin
Aye I know you know where them n***as at stop lyin
Got my Glock cocked, rydin
In my drop top, rydin
Looking for them n***as where you at stop hidin
Got my Glock cocked, rydin
In my drop top, rydin
Ah Ah Ah aye aye aye where them n***as at

[Verse 1: T.I]
Aye I done lost my temper,went and grabbed my pistol
Now before you know it I be hanging out the window
Air it out my n***a, Lights out my n***a
Down to do 100 years bout my n***a
Squeeze automatic triggers till it ain't a bullet left
No mask, bare face, I came to do it myself
Pump on my back choppa at hand another two in my belt
Know a couple hundred killers but Im refusing the help
It's personal, some other n***as just considered this some work to do
I wanna see you choke till you purple, And know who hurtin you
Then again man I hate him to much to kill him (what!)
I wanna see him suffer forever let's keep him living (what the fuck you saying!)
Hell naw fuck that, let em' fly
Fuck him, fuck his mamma, fuck his kid, let em' die
And Im down to loose my motherfucking life about that
An Fuck any n***a who don't like it you got that
[Hook]

[Verse 2: Plies]
You like to throw rocks pussy and hide your hand
I like to lay in bushes pussy, with chopper hand
Pussy ass n***a pressed charges ran to the man
Bitch ass n***a got spooked them choppers went to sprayin'
You n***as shooting to get a name, I'm shooting to murk
You pussy ass n***a rookies you don't know how to lurk
Them n***a friendly shooters, you shooting in the dirt
Wanna be a killer got to look at what your shooting first
Pussy ass n***a rydin shooting with his eyes closed
I don't shoot in the leg cause I dont aim that low
You better hope this bitch jam when I let it go
You know how I like to get at n***as four in the morning
Car full of drums n***a no handguns on me
Goons on pill locked n***a [?] on me
Skied up, blacked out, extra clips on me
We gon lay in these bushes, till you come out homey