[Verse 1]
Give me that nine, that clip
Ain't no talking to my 9, 'cause b**h I'm bout to sop you up
Twist the cap back, put one up in the chamber
Your life in danger, I'm busting caps upon a total stranger
Better believe I be creeping
Detectives wonder how I hit your house and the rest of the block,
they still sleeping
Straps all in your window, puffing up on some endo
Surprise, surpise, n***a look at what you in for
[Chorus]
Only if my 9 could talk
Only if my 9 could talk
Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide
O-o-o only if my 9 could talk
Only if my 9 could talk
Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide
[Verse 2]
Now imagine me slipping up on my murder gloves
Now imagine me got a 9 with a silencer and I'm in a bout it club
I want soda 'cause n***as be snitching
I put blood up on his Polo, gots him screaming like b**hes
Now it's gonna be, kinda like, hard to see me
Disappear like a genie
When I reappear, n***a you see nothing but my beam
And I'm gonna hits that n***a for one mill
These shots I pop, he drops, and uh, that's like a done deal
You could consider that n***a a disaster area
Call his mom for a black dress
consult his family members to be the pallbearers
You f**s with mine, I'ma leave that n***a shaking
Flatline, CPR, I don't think that n***a made it
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Some call it murder, I call it 1-87
Some call it robbery, b**h, I call it 2-11
See, hand me that duffle bag full of hot guns
First n***a runs up, guns up, that head gonna catch some hot ones
I run this sh** like the White House
You like some white out
Tonight's the night, it's getting dark, b**h it's lights out
When I shoot, I'm never gonna miss
17 in my spot, 17 in my gloc, 17 n***as I'm gonna hit
I be a specialist like Sharon Stone
A bad boy like Al Capone
An a**a**in like Sylvester Stallone
Only if you could live, but you ain't
Only if my 9 could talk, but it can't
[Chorus]
Don't leave no witnesses to this homicide
[repeat Chorus]