This is a song about "Gun shots gangters bloods"

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I've been balling those shots

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Biggie got shot too with four shots

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

You talkin bout toting that gun

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Heard the sound of several gun shots

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Im throwin' shots to yo body

Lil prps like 3 digits

Gang banging with bloods and crips