i walk down da street don no y all dees niggas lookn at me 

im like wat it be

one walks up to me and then 

click clack clack 

i take 2 steps back and then i get wacked in da back of dead head bloods dripn out ima bout to be dead instead of runin back  im like yo nigga but they aint scared i pull out my gat  now them niggas frontn like i wont pull do dat and i  wont get em back but o well sorry ima end ur life and now ur gonna be the one in hell wat u gonna do wit dat knife ima cut u up make it look like stripes fuck u nigga u mad cuz u cant rock my ice or make it shine so bright peace nigga im out and also f u and your wife