[Verse 1: Lyrical Dope & ?]

Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

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Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

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Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

[?]

Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

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[Verse 2: ?]

[Verse 3: Kingpin Skinny Pimp, 211 & DJ Paul]

We scope, my .44 under the crush, don't you bite the dust, fuckin' with us

(Niggas with grenades, we blow your block up, bitch)

But I don't get into that gangster shit, I relax like a pimpin' mack

Hizzo trizzack jumpin' b>(Income means ends come in)