The country bud got me chocking I'm on a mission to the point motherfuckers think I'm smoking Yea that sick nigga Biggie wit the H-shot fifth Wit the extra clip for that extra shit Don't you know that Killing is thrilling All the blood spilling, is all up on the drug dealing A broad gangsta my daddy was a thug Had a .38 wit the hallow point slug So when he lit shots Niggaz dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes Paying dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster Got the Mac .11's swinging from my shoulder It's a damn shame I got to put my mom through the strain I'm living in a house of pain