I went to the store
In my hand the .44
Ski mask, no face, no case
He twitched, the metal done caught his face
Blood on the floor
I booked it to the getaway and said to go
Layin' Low
Lurking down these streets like we doin' the night before
The very next day
We pulled up on them and commenced to spray
Dropped the 12 gage
Ran up from behind and stabbed 'em with the blade
Keep a K
They think they so hard until they meet insane
To the brain
The metal gonna hit you quick and you drop in yo' grave
I went to the store
In my hand the .44
Ski mask, no face, no case
He twitched, the metal done caught his face
I went to the store
In my hand the .44
Ski mask, no face, no case
He twitched, the metal done caught his face
I went to the store
In my hand the .44
Ski mask, no face, no case
He twitched, the metal done caught his face
I went to the store
In my hand the .44
Ski mask, no face, no case
He twitched, the metal done caught his face
