Put a hole in your soul Make your blood run could Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run could You diiiee Gon' rest your eyes You diiiee Gon' test the fire You don' ****ed with the wrong one today And you don't want it homie **** what you're tryin to say Your whole existence phony Talkin so much shit you need'a muther****in breathe mint And when I hit you with that glock You'll wonder where your breathe went Always quick to take the dick up out'cha mouth to jack your jaw Guess you're pissed ya baby bitch would take the time to jack me off But nuttin like what she would be with you, du' She swallowed it Now you wanna give me attitude Bitch, eat a hollowtip Take your own advice and put the barrel in your own mouth Kill your handicap and blow your muther****in brains out Do the world a favor, hoe, and try to fix a big mistake Pull the trigger, send your soul to Hell for ****in Heaven's sake Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run could You diiiee Gon' rest your eyes You diiiee Gon' test the fire Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run could You diiiee Gon' rest your eyes You diiiee Gon' test the fire See me on the streets and now you holla at me like we're brothers Then you run your mouth cause you's a backstabbin muther****er Hide behind computer screens with fake names and magazines Boy, you need'a be a man and grow some nuts to step to me Run upon you, hit'chu with that (one, two; one, two) What'chu gonna do when I (come through, stun you) Peel ya ****in cap with a nine millimeter Better run muther****er every time that I see yaIf I see ya muther****er then I wouldn't wanna be ya Hit'cha with them heatseekers I ****in knew it that I thought I saw a pussy cat I pointed to ya when they askin where the pussy at YOU COCKSU CKIN-MUTHE R****ER!Check my ****in blood-pressure Pop a couple pills and then I'm comin to get'cha Put a hole in your soul Make your blood run could You diiiee You diiiee Put a hole in your soul Make your blood run could You diiiee You diiiee I'll pull a driveby on ya in a Coupe De Vile And when I shot to kill, you know I shot with skill And you don't ever see it comin Got the skills of a SniperPut the heat through your body, what'cha spill in your diaper For real, you's a liar, like PinocchioAnd when you talk, it grows But hoe, it ain't your nose It's the rage in my soul, it's buildin like construction There's a tax on your ass and I'ma make deductions Take ya functions, put'cha in a new shipbag Beg like a bitch and you ain't gonna do shit fag Twelve gage, double barrel, pointed at your teeth Tell your daddy buy a suite and make your momma buy a wreath, piece Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run could You diiiee Gon' rest your eyes You diiiee Gon' test the fire Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run could You diiiee Gon' rest your eyes You diiiee Gon' test the fire