shootin to my muthafuckn hand fall off  Ya track stars, a gun shot ran yaw off  I pop like a soda, watch a can fall off  I can kill yaw and yaw boys  Shot gun, Hand gun, louder than a band drum  You fuck'n with the drum major,  Let me play you the antom  Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang  Call it heavy metal  I say bang bang  Bitch, I make you feel every letter.  B-A-N-G, B-A-N-G, G-A-N-G  We spray then leave   We play when we no   We play N-E-V-E-R C-P-R  Dr.Carter are you the D-Z's boy  Young MOney Motherfucker, These these boys  Bitch is you crazy?  Weez retart,   watch nina, mack and tommy have a brief me-nage  Lik..  Lik..  Yeah..  Souljaboy on the beat  but you can call me chef-boy-r-D  Cuz Imma heat this shit  Then Imma eat this shit  Planet earth is my toilltte,  Your beneath this shit  Then, I flush and whip ma ass   Gun sligger like a past  I cock back and throw a bomb  Now hail mary  Your tail fairy  Fairy tail very frail  and yea we got them hammers,  tryna hit every nail  Lettem' sail up the river with that hoe shit  or..   leave em face down in the fuckin ocean  Yea..  I aint on no other shit  Bitch Im on sum moe shit  That hello, How you doin, Im at your front doe shit  That aww naw he gotta gun, O shit  Shit...  Shit...    these lyrics are submitted by Tooks