[Chorus]
Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'
Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'
Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'
Ratatata TEC-9, ratatata

[Verse 1: 304]
Creeping up on you niggas with the Glock up to your head
You better be with your boys before you end up dead
´Cause I´m not begging not slack ´em up
Just robbing and shoot ´em up
Nigga that be talking shit killed
I don´t give a fuck
Scoping out my mind with the Glock in my hand
Aimed dead at his brain just to leave a blood stain
Ridin´ in the car hit the lights with the gun out
Get face down on the ground then you will hear a shout
From a nigga that I shot dead on the fucking spot
Then I get the weapon my Glock fool then I go pop

[Chorus]
Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'
Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'
Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'
Ratatata TEC-9, ratatata, ratatata
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