POW Cowbell Killaz

[Intro]
[?] Even clear, my nigga and Lil Gin will have a [?] like this, bia-

[Verse]
I was at the crib chillin' watchin' [?] and said, "Damn, they be livin' like me"
I'm about to grip my .44, I pop the trunk
So, now, I'm finna go up on a fuckin' spree
I got the [?] for swisher and the stick up for the hay
I'm finna do some pimpin' shit to come up on today
Go to my [?], drop my motherfuckin' top
Bitches flaggin' me down dawg, as I ball through the block
They ain't got no money though, nothin' but some broke hoes
Lookin' for niggas to drop off their keys, shit let me slang your keys
Anyway, as I take a cruise to your stop right
I see some niggas pull up on the side and make them act like
I don't even see them niggas open up and go clan
Soon as thеm lights aren't green, ah shit, I'm in for a [?]
Four niggas droppin' out the Chevy with somе [?] on them
With some big [?] and I'm ballin' but they're spyin' on me
That's what you can expect when you rollin' clean niggas scopin'
Luckily, I was strapped
Though I [?]

[Interlude]
Fuck you lookin' at, nigga?
I'm still trying to find out, nigga
Hold on, hold on
Oh, we got a problem here?
We got a problem here?
Oh, what up with this?
Put the gun away, nigga
Can we have one night where there ain't no fighting and nobody gets shot?
Shut up, bitch