I want to speak a little truth 'Bout what guns is really about cause me being victim of guns Was an experience of gettin' Closer To God [Verse 1: Krumb Snatcha
[repeat in background of intro] [scratching] "Alright.. it's OK" [Krumb Snatcha] Hip hop.. hip hop [x4] This one here's dedicated to a special part
Your Romeo my juliet which get to get wet My crosstown love in the project The target over enemy lines But I'm willing to die for what's mine From the
Pop shit, watch the glock spit, lay you like carpets I roll with niggaz that sniff coke and tote guns and take funds, whether number 1's or sulibate nuns