Night

Creepin' out the cut that AK-47. Forty-seven bullets In my clip for any sucka steppin'. Gotta keep it real, back to steel. I can't ever kneel. Hittin' harder than Holyfield. Knockin' suckas out. Creepin' out of the cut with that AK-47. Forty-seven bullets in my clip for any sucka Steppin'. Gotta keep it real, back to steel. I can't ever kneel. Hittin' harder than Holyfield. Gankin' just to get a meal. Creepin' out of The cut With that AK-47. Forty-seven bullets in my clip for Any sucka steppin'. Gotta keep it real, back to steel. I can't ever kneel. Hittin' harder than Holyfield. Gankin' just to get a meal. Never sold no rocks, still get stalked by the Cops. Now I'm stalkin' with that yacht, Knockin' suckas out the box.