I shook my head, he cut the rope and I’m free again

He told me “Don’t forget to bring back souls from da 20 men”

I’m on the streets

Lurkin' and scopin' for victims who crossin' my path

And take machete through his abdomen and cut him in a half

I made`im lay down

I sip the Uzi, face don't look so pretty

Bitch, I grip the "S.A.S." so loosely, leave you feeling chilly

Bitch, I'm like south scared

Don't want to count a milli', smokin all my cash`s fell me

Kill me, bitch, I will be free in a world can't bill me, yo

Six six six keep me call