[(Chorus) 3x]
  Pistol packin, never slackin, bitch killa
  Pistol packin, never slackin, bitch smackin killa
    As I slip into the back of my mind
  and thinkin of gettin caught man how could I do the time
  The crime is a murder heard you fuckin with my nig
  The magnum's gonna serve ya, bitch I'm fixin to split your wig
  I'm thinkin out ways to get lose without a trace
  You see without a pistol man they do not have a case
  Erasin a fool wait until he leaves the house
  Walkin around his corner ride by and takin him out
  the box on the blocks police ride up on the scene
  witnesses saw the shots and I know they heard her scream
  Redeem me the testimonies would not even last
  In court because everybody they saw wore a mask
  The blast from the gun was the hollow point tips
  the kind that leave you dead in a damn perfect hit
  I trips off a fool tryin me on the for realla
  He's fuckin with a pistol packin, bitch smackin killa
    [Chorus 4x]
    As I ride through the hood with some undisputed niggas
  Pain sellin, dope smokin, cold-blooded killers
  Trigga, my nigga from the north Frayser area
  Down with the Patster causin mass hysteria
  Well ever stoked out best we leave with no doubt
  Ridin through the other side ready to take a punk out
  Assed out sucker types you gonna learn your lesson
  Let me see your gangsta friends shootin Smith and Wessons
  Testin the clan just to see if you can get enough
  You's a foolish man I'll be damned if we don't fuck you up
  So whassup with your posse with your fuckin game punk
  Fuckin with these hitmen you gonna get your ass dumped
  Pop the trunk, get your pump, let's see what you made of
  Watch me kill a bitch with a .38 bullet slug
  Sell your drugs I don't care if you a dope dealer
  Best pack a pistol bitch cause I'm a killer
    [Chorus 2x]
    You say I need to take care of my business
  well why are you pussy-eatin motherfuckers in it
  You about to witness a mafia called Triple 6
  Real niggas that don't fall all over bullshit
  I'm tired of these motherfuckers lickin and my Joesta
  Let me ride up on ya with the tec and Imma show ya
  You don't know me well punk bitch nigga bring it on
  Niggas dont fight no more junk niggas carry tones
  I tried to be done at first now I'm just another devil
  walkin with a psychotic mind and a piece of metal
    [Chorus 4x]