This is a song about "Gun shots gangters bloods"

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

And burn you so bad bloods ask "you ok cripple"

Swearin', he can save memy stratagies official

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

That's why my gun stay loaded but my goils take them shots for me, shots for me

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks