[Hook: DJ Paul]

Ski- Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 with no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 wit' no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

[Verse 1: Project Pat]

Yeah, as you walk in the valley of a devil

Nigga, betta watch your mufuckin self

Don't step in shit that you can't handle

Walkin' in the dark, man, so you need a candle

Can yo ass pay off what you was fronted?

Wanna sell weed but you stay gettin' blunted

Cross-head cutters from the hood, now you wanted

Just like a man to the deer, you the hunted

When they catch you, you prepare for the slaughter

Don't be surprised you done stepped in they quarter

Kick in your door, put the gun to your daughter

Business is shit like silver to copper

Reachin' for your shit, all you had was a Glock-a

MAK-90's on ya dog, mothafuckin' choppa's

Ski mask on they face wit' a bandana

Ready man to take care of all this damn anna

[Hook: DJ Paul]

Ski- Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 with no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 wit' no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

[Verse 2: Crunchy Black]

Nigga, fuck them niggas, I ain't payin' 'em shit

If them niggas wanna come and get me, then come and get me

Don't be actin' like no bitch and sendin' words from niggas

Nigga straight up come down here and get me nigga

I'ma stick, and I move, I'ma do what I do

That's my job, damn fool, nigga robbin' you

Everybody know the game, so the game is cool

Everybody know C.B, 'cause C.B act a fool

Nigga talk a lot of shit, but they don't wanna die

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but watch they bitch ass get tried

Nigga, bitch is a bitch, and a hoe is a hoe

And when you see me comin', then I'm kickin' in doors

I'm layin' bitches on the flo', they know what I came fo'

All I came for is money, not you fuck ass hoes

Bitch you better know the game, 'cause the game was sold

In and out, in and out your fuckin' doors

[Hook: DJ Paul]

Ski- Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 with no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 wit' no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

[Verse 3: Project Pat]

If you knowin' I got rep to protect in this shit

Clientele I done dealt those who crossed in a ditch

Where they lay bullets spray when I give out the word

Is a piece of the pie, off a crumb, or a bird

I done paid off my dues, I done been in this shoes

That was me put them dead bodies on the damn news

I got eyes watchin' you and your family too

I got ears in the street, and you know how I do

Taken me for a fool, I'm the nigga that you came

Hollerin' at for some work, now you take it as a game

I'm the main nigga here, they don't wanna fuck up

All this bullshit I hear, playa, you done fucked up

You be dead 'fore you know, body neva be found

Man, you betta get my dough 'fore I put you in the ground

Oh, he hung the phone up, he done blew my damn high

Callin' real killaz up, 'cause this boy gotta die

[Hook: DJ Paul]

Ski- Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 with no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall

Ski mask over my skull

Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled

Bitch it's a house call, Glock-9 wit' no love

Killaz from the South gotta peel

Caps that make the shells fall