This is a song about "Little kids getting killed"

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Little kids are at a loss

A beats getting killed, when ratattat comes through

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

If they got kids looks like they'll be getting looked after by there next of kin

Bitch i'll sift your shit and swiftly switch, i'm torturing little kids,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Why are the little kids having little kids

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

You doing the berney at a little kids party