This is a song about "Two three four roses"

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Normally i order three or four of these

One two three to late now your gone busted nose

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Ice on our two four, you know it's too cool. time's too cruel.

I'm making straight bitches pussy wet just like a noodle

One two three everybody wana be

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