You ready holmie?

Yup.

My first mission runnin' through the head to smoke jack

With memories poppin' in my head recall that

Late night creepin' through the alley with six deuce

Strapped up everybody focused no mixed views

A sawed off pumped in my hand with two shells

The other four holmies on the scene with cocktails

One nigga lookin' for popos and foes hell

Someone lookin' through windows the door bells

Goes off followed by the punk you gas bomb

Adrenaline pumped up still I remain calm

House lit up you could see it for eight blocks

Runnin' through the hood run in front of the fade cops

The game chase but they couldn't cover the streets up

Rolled out ran into the spot to meet up

Strapped down covered up the tracks and back home

Laid low earned me a stripe perfect no

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Soot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the hip-hop

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the gunshots

Yeah I'll hit your block up better lock up

Fuck the gang and shit don't stop uh

A mad dog with a bob in the reagle

Go into mode and just kill all your people

Coast to coast ain't a nigga more evil

Now made me act a lot and call Sen Diesel

Rock the block with the M one six

.44 mag like a east war fit

This here granadilla break you off right quick

Be prayin' up to Jesus and all that shit

Uh niggas be jackin' when they see my bucket

Roll down they block they hide and say fuck it

Come back in form of an assassin

Three hundred yards with the infrared action

Troop is the layer black Doc Holiday

Cuancho raider the modern day huh

Shoot 'em up

Bang bang

Another body dropped

You can't stop the head nod

Soot 'em up

Bang bang