[Intro: Action Pack]
Action, yeah, bitch
Yeah, these nigga act like hoes when these bullets start to penetrate
Mmm, mmm, I'm on the drank, so I think I'm coming late
[Chorus: Action Pack]
Yeah, he had his stick tucked and he got bucked, we made him lay it down (Bitch)
Snuck my Drac' up in the show, they play and we gon' spray it down (Grrt)
Snake up in my circle, he got chopped up trying to blend in (Facts)
Twelve wanna play, we did 'em bad in the fin-fin (Keep gunning, keep gunning, skrrt)
Seven, we got bowls in this bitch up on the interstate (Infinity)
Drank up in my system so, ho, just know that I'm coming late (Late)
Sit back up in the Scat and hit the gas, you don't wanna race (Yoom)
Niggas turn to hoes when these bullets start to penetrate (Facts)
[Verse 1: Action Pack]
He thought it was sweet up on that lick, I had to take 'em down (Ayy)
Thumbing through these hundreds, plus this stick, it hold a hundred round (Grrt)
Rest up Choppa Suge, you know the Murda 8 gon' hold it down (Facts)
Free lil' Tony out the jam, he damn near stretched the whole town (Free him)
Sliding thru the south, I got this bitch, her head in my lap (Thottie)
Flipping bowls in the trap until a nigga make it out (Trap)
Put my gang on, you know I ain't stopping 'til we on the map ('Til we on it)
I don't pop no Xanax, but I still will X a nigga out (Get him out of here)
Flexing on my ex hoe, I've been running up my bank account (Cash)
Find out where your dice game at, we pull up and we shake it down (Rob 'em all)
Play and I'ma lay you down (Lay it down)
In the Bay, I sell it pound for pound
I'm with 30 out in public and I got a thirty round
Action, yeah, bitch
Yeah, these nigga act like hoes when these bullets start to penetrate
Mmm, mmm, I'm on the drank, so I think I'm coming late
[Chorus: Action Pack]
Yeah, he had his stick tucked and he got bucked, we made him lay it down (Bitch)
Snuck my Drac' up in the show, they play and we gon' spray it down (Grrt)
Snake up in my circle, he got chopped up trying to blend in (Facts)
Twelve wanna play, we did 'em bad in the fin-fin (Keep gunning, keep gunning, skrrt)
Seven, we got bowls in this bitch up on the interstate (Infinity)
Drank up in my system so, ho, just know that I'm coming late (Late)
Sit back up in the Scat and hit the gas, you don't wanna race (Yoom)
Niggas turn to hoes when these bullets start to penetrate (Facts)
[Verse 1: Action Pack]
He thought it was sweet up on that lick, I had to take 'em down (Ayy)
Thumbing through these hundreds, plus this stick, it hold a hundred round (Grrt)
Rest up Choppa Suge, you know the Murda 8 gon' hold it down (Facts)
Free lil' Tony out the jam, he damn near stretched the whole town (Free him)
Sliding thru the south, I got this bitch, her head in my lap (Thottie)
Flipping bowls in the trap until a nigga make it out (Trap)
Put my gang on, you know I ain't stopping 'til we on the map ('Til we on it)
I don't pop no Xanax, but I still will X a nigga out (Get him out of here)
Flexing on my ex hoe, I've been running up my bank account (Cash)
Find out where your dice game at, we pull up and we shake it down (Rob 'em all)
Play and I'ma lay you down (Lay it down)
In the Bay, I sell it pound for pound
I'm with 30 out in public and I got a thirty round
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