FN teaching lessons.
A ruger for intruders.
Nine mila might not kill ya.
But it'll slow your future.
Depending where I'm aiming.
I'm at the shooting range with my lil cousin practicing with 7.62s to bang.
Not for human beings.
Only rats and snakes.
When jackers try to run off.
The chopper amputates.
Come on and grab a plate.
These bullets are edible.
If you uninvited.
Then you can get a belly full.
I got my bitch with me.
Felicia 40 cal.
I take her everywhere I go she's such a spoiled gal.
She used to have a twin.
Way back in the day.
I had to ditch the bitch one night she got carried away.
Never phone the cops.
We unfold the stocks.
Camouflage 12 gauge sold it to my pops.
I don't bang a set.
I ain't opening shop.
But that thing on my shoulder might get a culprits noggin to pop.
Stop stop stop.
Cause you don't want me to start.
Can't trust nobody at dark.
We got them.
Smith & Wessons.
With extensions.
Rugers FNs.
Pick your poison.
Gone.
If you don't want to get blown away.
Put one in this dome.
Cause we got.
Lots of options.
Glocks red dots.
Choppers and shotguns.
Pick your poison.
You ain't gotta vote.
To know we got amendments.
I profit off the first.
And exercise the second.
I pop the Smith & Wesson.
So I can clear congestion.
Leavin misconceptions on the ground with bits of flesh from.
Who want that nutrition? Hollow tip the waiter. Blowing hot air could put you on a ventilator.
Common sense could make ya.
Comprehend the danger.
A long barrel that'll send ya on a long vacation.
Got that 308.
Recoiling like a desi.
Don't use that for beef.
Too noisy and it's messy.
Boiling up your chest piece.
Cross the line of scrimmage.
Squeezing's nothing new you know by looking up my lineage.
Navas and the Villas.
Noriegas too.
My sister don't tote 22s.
So don't you play the fool.
Someone said SKs were an overrated tool.
Let's see if you outrun it when that hoe is aimed at you.
Stop stop stop.
Cause you don't want me to start.
Can't trust nobody at dark.
We got them.
Smith & Wessons.
With extensions.
Rugers FNs.
Pick your poison.
Gone.
If you don't want to get blown away.
Put one in this dome.
Cause we got.
Lots of options.
Glocks red dots.
Choppers and shotguns.
Pick your poison
Felicia she's so sexy.
Sweeter than a Nestle.
At the counter heard her from the box screamin undress me.
Oil her down she ready.
For when it's going down.
Maybe we'll be able to chill and enjoy the town.
My homie got that blue steel 357.
Hair trigger heavy hand please keep that kept in.
Your mind with that Mac-10.
His brother came across.
Don't sweat the dragonov that's in his grandmother's garage.
Say youngster what's the cost?
So it ain't got no bodies?
I'm just trying to brag about it meet me at O'Reilly's.
Totin a Mac 90.
Seventeen and heading down that road I try to tell him while he's selling me a weapon.
Aight dawg I get it.
I ain't got a record.
Paying for this strap you stole because it's not expensive.
It's been a minute since lil one done tasted freedom. Good thing he's on my team he'll bust for any reason.
I'm like.
Stop stop stop.
Cause you don't want me to start.
Can't trust nobody at dark.
We got them.
Smith & Wessons.
With extensions.
Rugers FNs.
Pick your poison.
Gone.
If you don't want to get blown away.
Put one in this dome.
Cause we got.
Lots of options.
Glocks red dots.
Choppers and shotguns.
Pick your poison.