[Intro]
[?]
[Chorus: Butcher Squad & RBX]
One Is for the trigga
Two for the casket
Tree Is for you body that be thrown in the basket
Haven't you ever heard of a killer? I drop bombs like Hiroshima
[Verse: Underground Sam]
One, two, three, gotta get to stop your drop
When you hurt, the sound of my [?] Glock
You heart tick-tick till my Glock pop-pop-pop
Now you're dead on the corner of your own block
Don't try to stop to a lunatic like me
Be a damn motherfucker up in hell G
They try to put me in a electric trap
And blow up my mind, then turn the truth so we up
I'm off the left and they like I was a mentally insane
The juicе in front my brain
They thought I was sick
Threw me in thе gas chamber
Tried to kill me like a witch
Time passed, and day and month [?]
Then open the door, on the Christmas Night
I was still alive in the jam I held enough
Smelling gas in my nose, my eyes bloody red
They don't know who they dealin' with
Guess I'm dreaming, or my mind playing tricks
But is for real my nigga
[Bridge: RBX]
I drop balls like Hiroshima
Haven't you heard about of a killer?
I drop balls like Hiroshima
Haven't you heard about of a killer?