[Verse 1: K-Syco]
Aw, f** it's the big fight
The reason is revenge so somebody gotta die tonight
Me & Red got the hand pump motherf** a fist fight
Cause my fist ain't hitting hard enough
So I'm taking off that safety switch
Then I'm aiming at your head
Cause I know you wear a vest b**h
In other words bring a weapon hoe
Cause I'ma take your folks nuts
And shove down your f**ing throat
I look at murder as a sign of relief
My fingers the judge and you are the down deceased
Withing a second I could click on a n***a
Blow the head off a motherf**er by pulling this trigger
You f**ed up so I got pull your hoe card
Cause every n***a want revenge on that 9th Ward
So listen close to this murder plan
I'ma be the driver with a pump in my left hand
The Ghetto Red on my side fool
Knocking n***as dicks in the dirt from a Lexus coupe
So if a n***a miss a motherf**er
I got sleep in my truck with a case
Shooting the rest of 'em so get the f** b**h I'm getting ready
And don't be asking why my face is all sweaty
Look, mind yours cause I'm handling mines
Get the f** out my house before I lose my mind
Yo, cause many times I done tried to cope
With the lost of a friend but I done lost all hope
Look, I got no time for a b**h on my lap
So hoe get the f** I got to do this sh** by myself
[Verse 2: Ghetto Red]
Tonight's the night and I might go
Six feet deep, rest in peace K-Syco
But if I fall then I fall for a young n***a
Eyes open, and still squeezing on the trigger
But off that cause I'm still living
Everything is set so now I'm going through the k**ing
Gun shots spraying out from a Lexus
So loud you can hear that sh** in Texas
But I don't care cause the pumps in my left hand
I got that b**h out the window pulling the trigger fast
The bullet hit him in the chest it came out his back
The only thing that he could do was try to fire back
He hit the ground so I'm aiming at another b**h
I stopped the car cause I had to pop another clip
No remorse on them n***as when we get 'em
Look, relitation on them b**hes when we k** 'em
Got out that nine cause that nine gotta lot of static
Put up that pump cause that pump ain't a automatic
We stop popping to wait until the smoke clear
It's time to go cause everybody dead here
We got the f**, man I was burning rubber
Got to the nine feeling good we shot the motherf**ers
We took nuts, now it's time to celebrate
What's next a n***a never would anticipate
[Verse 3: K-Syco]
I'm chilling on my sofa just relaxed
Me and my girl with a gat across my lap
And then I looked all around
I said hoe wake up look I think I heard a sound
I grabbed the Tec as I stood up
Then I grabbed four clips and then I started loading up
I'm thinking in my mind crazy sh**
A n***a must have lived through the hit like b**h
Well, f** it, now you gotta die
You come to my hood, its like committing suicide
I must admit you got heart to come here
And try to break a n***a off a big chunk
But I ain't dying tonight on a empty clip
So when yo' dick hit the dirt you full of led b**h
I'm in the kitchen then I heard a gun click
I seen the n***a, he shooting at my girlfriend
I snuck up on him, my girl's hiding under the bed
I took that Tec and put that b**h on his head
He was stunned, he knew he was gone get erased
I pulled the trigger and his brains splattered in my face
He didn't fall fast enough then I gave him four
And then that bloody motherf**er hit the f**ing floor
Now I'm mad cause my girlfriend's b**hing
About this bloody motherf**er on my floor twitching
I grabbed the Tec just in case this n***a tried to get me
And kept my promise and made that f**ing clip empty
Popping non-stop loading up his f**ing chest
A whole clip in a** now he put to rest
I took that n***a and stuck him in a body bag
I drove right behind the store and dumped him in trash
This is a lesson for those n***as out on they friends
I know the feeling, cause I was driven by revenge