[SPEED's Verse]Big up's to my niggaz gettin up who only thing on they mind when they going get they next buck and uhh fuck these haters man they worrying about us they stay worrying about shit like who my people dun bust so what that ain't for you to discuss asap face clap face fact y'all niggaz ain't fucken with us im to much especially behind the pistol Speed call me pistol P cause I shoot my shots in threes I'll have you on some other shit weak in the knees im doing what I got to do if im making you bleed I ain't killing shit for sport fuck court this S.K. uhh spit yah frame up like its getting a divorce in a court and these young niggaz they be wildin that's why the gun is on me like the latest style and everybody wondering why the murder rate Palin cause niggaz looking out for self we foul man I got the system in here talking about trial again but I never get bagged cause my mouth was running a wise niggaz told me no face no case so you too shots away from getting erased and then it's back to the people Chase I'll bang you you should've knew my angle but now your an angel two guns got my hands hot cause I mangled you and if they smell your where abouts then you'll make the fucken news 19,5,12,9 my shells a tap dance on your spine like Gregory Hines and if you make the wheel chair nigga that will be fine cause later on down the line you'll be wishing it was your mind cause you too handicap im handie with the mac depending on what you did I still might pop yah hat and now yah line gone flat new nigga old gat my tray 8 so special I blast that bitch like Kodak get back this right here call it the get back so if you trying to get it in my nigga we can do that


[KLASSIC's Verse] Im a self made star I been had clout and if I ever get a drought it's like the sun going out make a nigga reroute when a nigga want to pout cause klass all about that money with out a doubt I see the world diagonal stop looking at me side ways im still living man so it ain't no back in my day niggaz so subliminal messages be leaking I make the crowd move off the words that im speaking trying to feed my son that's the only thing im seeking BrainStorm till I die we eating

[SPEED's Verse]click-clack new shit get that new bitch fuck her that one way and now she trying to be my new bitch I smack niggaz up with loose lips extended shit hanging out the gun man I call them loose clips I ain't even do shit they trying to bag me anyway these white folks hate me like im MLK but its a brand new day Obamas in the over office so it's over if I off em two niggaz two coffins you niggaz be cautious cause my city is wild and pistol smoke a be the cloud if you talking and why it seems like all the real niggaz talking I guess they fake fugazzy and we stalking