C'mon, man
What the fuck this?

It's just a warnin', nah niggas, It all starts wit' a warnin'
It's still dawnin', motherfuckers, fuckin' dawnin'
Yo man, blurry eyez, c'mon, now I'ma yawnin'
And niggas want bullshit at five in the mornin'
I usually shoot out brains, I don't flawnin'
There's somethin' clawnin'
Bullets go off when I'ma comin' and gunnin'
Slow down (yea)
Please niggas, betcha Biggie won't slip
In fractions I unload down my extra clip
Every time I make a new motherfuckin' beat
Listen to my tracks, yea, now that's right chick
C'mon, man
When I'm threatened, I become more dangerous
Blunt ever, yea niggas, you're pussy and scandalous
I like to pick you up and take you down and down
And smack you like ice cream and spread it down around

My gun ready to smoke
I dump a whole clip and now ready to reload
I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby
I said I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby

My gun ready to smoke
I dump a whole clip and now ready to reload
I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby
I said I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby

My buddy J, R, Glock heard some niggas plot
Talkin' about Glock, niggas talkin' about shot
My homies fucked down with ya mentally prop
My gun cocked
Yea nigga yea, accidentally my gun pop
I know it wasn't right
Uh, I know you're somebody's son
I'ma pulled out my gun, I'ma poppin' my gun
How do you feel knowin' I ain't the only one?

I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby
I said I'ma gangsta and a hustler, baby

I'ma pulled out, I'ma cocked
I'ma pop, pop! Pop, pop my Glock pop, pop
Click-clack, pop! Nigga down!
Pop, pop, it's down, it's Biggie