(Verse1)It’s time to drop the gas from the chamberNiggas on AWOL rearrange yourFace with the quicknessAnd it’s the Garden Block sickness that got a nigga in this shitSo you better watch your back’Cause C-Bo got the strapPulling the ski mask downAbout to jack’Cause marks come up shortYou better back back like an eight legged crawdad, from the 44Your’e scared to walk your alleys now’Cause now days, niggas from my hoodWill snatch your ass out the fucking crowdAnd beat you down to the concreteAnd then I piss on your ass with some of that CrazyHorse, Of courseNiggas dieMeet my 44Then it’s over ’cause your’e hit by the hardcoreWe can’t be in the same gang’Cause the gang I’m in, ain’t down with that ying-yangSo raise up off the block’Cause you get no props, nigga, against 32 shotsCome to my set, get chin checkedMark, by an original gangster vetAnd then I put the niggity nuts in your mouthYour ass was in, but now your ass is outQuick, hurry, in a dashGet ready to feel the blast from the chamber punkCome take a whiff of the gas(Verse2)Check, Ace, Deuce, TreSo now it’s onRelease Slugs from my strap, until they goneAnd talking shit won’t lastGet your ass blastAs I let the mac-10 tap that assBo-Loc is what they call meFor the reasonI stay strapped and smoke ducks all through the seasonby RenanL