[Hook: DJ Paul]
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled
Bitch it's a house call
Glock-9 wit' no love
Killaz from the south got appeal
Caps that make the shells fall
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth, 'cause I'm grilled
Bitch it's a house call
Glock-9 wit' no love
Killaz from the south got appeal
Caps that make the shells fall

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Yeah, as you walk in the valley of a devil
Nigga, betta watch your mufuckin self
Don't step in shit that you can't handle
Walkin' in the dark man, so you need a candle
Can yo ass pay off what you was fronted?
Wanna sell weed but you stay gettin' blunted
Cross-head cutters from the hood, now you wanted
Just like a man to the deer, you the hunted
When they catch you, you prepare for the slaughter
Don't be surprised you done stepped in they quarter
Kick in your door, put the gun to your daughter
Business is shit like silver to copper
Reachin' for your shit, all you had was a Glock-a
MAK-90's on ya dog, mufuckin choppa's
Ski mask on they face wit' a bandana
Ready man to take care of all this damn error
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