[ VERSE 1 ]  Ah shit.. I'm sick of niggas jumpin up with choppers  Runnin for your shit, tryin to make another nigga stop ya  But it's on cause you up against a real nigga  I steal niggas and kill niggas, I'm the real nigga  You up against a muthafucka with a quick temper  I'm a born killer, in case you don't remember  I got my pistol but I got a different clip in it  Click-click, muthafuckas, can you get with it?  You ain't the nigga that you thought you was, fool  And now I'm after that ass on the cool  It's all about survival of the fittest  Nigga, you shouldn'ta did this  And now I gots to handle my business  I got to get your ass up out the picture  I ain't the nigga you wanna fuck with  Muthafucka, I wouldn't bullshit ya  Now look at what you stuck with  The last nigga in this muthafuckin world you shoulda fucked with  I'm leavin niggas in bodybags  You shouldn'ta fucked with the Brad  You punk muthafucka, I'm comin agg    [ VERSE 2 ]  Mr., Mr. Scarface for the nine-trey  Niggas packin nines, fuck you, bitch, I pack an A.K.  Fully automatic for you hoes who wanna jack this  S.A. fool, and I'ma put you on your back, bitch  Ain't no half-steppin, I'm comin at you rough-like  Shootin to kill cause back in school I had enough fights  Whenever when I bucked my knuckles up on a nigga's head  So you can sling em all you want but I be slingin leg  Cause like I said befo' I'm a muthafuckin dreadlock  Puttin fools in headlocks, givin niggas headshots  And everybody in your muthafuckin area  Is tryin to scrap up some money, so they can help to bury ya  But I can give a muthafuck about your family  Because your family ain't my fuckin family  You shoulda thought before you stepped to tha  Nigga in black standin right here next to ya  I'm stoppin muthafuckas from breathin  Just gimme a reason and I'ma be squeezin  The trigger of this muthafuckin glock, pop-pop until you drop  >From these muthafuckin gunshots  And leave your whole fuckin family sad  Don't fuck with the Brad, muthafucka  Cause Brad's comin agg    [ VERSE 3 ]  Where the cocksuckers at, where the cocksuckers at?  (Where they at? Where they at?) (There they go) at my gat  Cause I'm about to heat up like a vet  Chop shit down on your set and then jet  And smash off in my soap box  Cause I'm down for the dirt and muthafuckas said it don't stop  Now which one of you hoes wanna fuck  Make your way to your truck  I wanna see the way that you jump  Cause by the time you get your keys  I'm lettin loose, muthafucka, lay em down, nigga, and get these  It ain't shit for me to watch em fly  So die, muthafuckas, die, muthafuckas, die, die  I ain't no muthafuckin good guy, dog  And I don't give a good guy damn about none of y'all  I'm from the state of the muthafuckin gunslingers  Knockin dicks in the dirt with just this one finger  So get your ass caught up in this gangsta shit  And I'ma try my best to make it stank, you bitch  Plus you comin with that fake drag  You fallin dead on your ass, you muthafucka  I'm comin agg