This is a song about "Gun hill road"

You talkin bout toting that gun

Ok i hear you talkin

A real wonder woman

Escaping from my fucken gun

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Chillin on a hill like two villians switchin feelings

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

For real, a nigga ill

Cannonball, brawls, fall off the hill

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

These things take your life down hill faster than the autobahn

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Including fox hill and 27th street

Hill in this bitch i emit you omit.

See i let my nigga split that