[Verse 1]      I'm gangsta steppin      Representin my block      Jokes be the name      702 comin through yo hood      Putting hollow slugs all up in your brain      All up in yo gang      I'm givin a fuck      I be the one thats gunnin for fun      Sin City gang with a ??      You can hang with the Sin City gang      Fuck no      I'm ridin dirty      With the heat in my hand      Stay bumpin when I'm swervin      All days to the curbin         Wonderin why the bottle keeps turnin   I'm creepin and callin your homies       Up on it and you callin for help         But nobodys there      Now I'mt he suspect of a bloodbath   And I left him dead 'cause nobody cares      Joke doggy dogg bringin heat everywhere that I go      'cause a gangsta like me will bust back      And a bulletproof vest on my chest in case anybody blast      Fuck that I'm ridin      Wearin all black wit a hard hat hangin low over my eyes      And the briefcase right by my side      9-milla glock and a chrome .45 and I know      That all of my murderers       Heard of this gangsta crackin necks      Runnin all night with a jet black 9      In a g-ride killin up your whole set      Givin a damn with a strap in my hand      Unloadin on every punto that I can      Fuckin up playas in Las Vegas      And erasin these hataz is the masterplan bitch            [Chorus]      So know whatchu gon' do       When we hit them sticks      And hit your block       Like some maniac ridaz         So sick and do shit to you Ripley's wouldn't believe   We got some other sick tricks      Hidden up our sleeves      So just pass the liquor         Pass the weed      Pass us the PCP   And you gon' see         How we pull straps out of our hat and bust caps   And make you bitch ass niggaz take foreverlong naps            [Verse 2]      I twist 'em up like a tornado      Turned tasmanian      Crack a cranium      Devlish like that evil motherfucker Damian      Cuttin loose      I'm startin funk like Fox      Doom juice with doom roots      I'm rippin fruit loops apart      I'm infested with the doom      Infected with the plague      Got a bitch to lick my wounds      My enemies is dead   Pay attention, then I rinse down with siccmade niggaz         That'll kill a bitchmade nigga      Twist 'em like a french braid nigga      Jump on the place      I'm meetin Osama Bin Laden      You betta jump on your cellular phone   And call your mama         'cause aint nobody gon' make it home      It's all drama      As I parachute out that motherfucker      I yell geroni-MO      But you don't hear me though   At 30,000 feet up in the air it's impossible         See I'm that nigga      That'll land in a bitches yard      Dick hard enough to cut through      A pack of glass and in barge      And get my fuck on      Up in her crib      I don't need her permission      'cause I aint gonna let her live      I stay sick with it      And come equipped with it      After I finish with that bitch they know Eklypse did it            [Chorus]            [Verse 3]      I'm fresh out the county jail      Just graduated from an anger management program   I like to punish niggaz   Slow your roll like a traffic jam            It's that nigga with a frown turned upside down      I keep it rough nigga style      I walk the walk       I talk the talk      It aint that punk David Banner      It's the motherfuckin hawk      Chokin bitch niggaz out      But I keep it gangsta with the sawed-off      Your body hard off      Your motherfuckin face be tore off      Gotta keep it gangsta      Because we dog bitch niggaz   Got itchy fingers         Along with triggas that'll scratch em      And load 'em up unload 'em       And let bitch niggaz have it      Ghetto savage      My claws 3 loaded automatics      That'll rip your ass like Wolverine      When I'm on that OE and Listerine      A grousome scene      Send him home and get shot in the neck      Have your bitch ass smokin a stick      Just to deal with his death      Now 1 plus 1 equal 2      Thats what I assume      And many bitch niggaz hang with other bitch niggaz      I got him now I'm comin after you      I put it in and do him      So hop your bitch ass in this effect      Make no mistake      Yeah nigga you dead      I take his soul across the foggy lake      No escape      Bing the chalk      And the yellow tape      It's just another flat-footed cop      Closin a bloody murder case      I aint playin no games      And I aint speakin in riddles      But you niggaz is sweet and colorful      Like a bag of skittles      All about my skrilla and bits      Always pack pistols      It's kinda mystical      And thug niggaz appear like ninjas      Off my gangsta whistle      Apocolyptic season if the sickness   You must forget         I reveal the strongest weakness   When I hit yo block and leave you wicked      Some niggaz call me a demon            'cause I see the future livin grousome   Creep up on a snake ass nigga like an eagle   Sin City Dark angel