This is a song about "Money loud guns streets"

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

You can't evade my guns,

Back with a vengeance

My bitchez. all down to fuk.weed so loud..

I'mma catch you next time around

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Music is my form of expression, play it loud, play it loud, play it loud

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Without the sound of guns

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

But hates it when im in the streets makin some money

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key