[Verse One]   My first mission   Running through the hood with small jacks   My memories popping in my head recall that   Late night creeping through the alley with six dudes   Scraped up everybody focused no mixed views   The sawed off pump in my hand with two shells   The other four homies on the scene with cocktails   One nigga looking for po po   Someone looking through windows   The doorbells go followed by the pump and gas bomb   Adrenaline pumped up   Still I remain calm   House lit up   You can see it for eight blocks   Running through the hood   Running from them fake cops   They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up   We broke out ran into the spot to meet up   Strapped down cover up the tracks   And back home   Lay low earn me a strap   Perfect      [Chorus 4X]   Shoot Em Up Bang Bang   Another body drop   You can't stop the hip-hop      [Verse Two]   I'll hit your block up   Better lock up   Fuck the gangsta shit, it don't stop a   I'm mad dog with the bomb in the regal   Going to the mall, and kill all your people   Coast to coast, and a lil more evil   The maniac killer   Car so diesel   Ride the block with m16   44 mag   Fit this here hand grenade   I'll break it off right quick   Niggaz be duckin when they see my bucket   Roll down their block they high they say fuck it   Jump back and forth   Like a assassin   30 yards with the inferred action   True pistolire   Black Doc Holiday   Just a true raider of the modern day      [Chorus 4X]   Shoot Em Up Bang Bang   Another body drop   You can't stop the hip-hop      [Verse Three]   I ran all missions   When I was a youth so thoughtless   G ride no fingerprints, its spotless   6 4 sitting on easy we got this   Rag top down like a stripper we topless   See me hit the corner you melt down   Slugs fly thugf die moment you fell down   Somebody screaming yo get the hell down   I'm certified nigga, where you sitting is spell bound   Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds   Burn you with the heaters spitting out 12 rounds   Its life in the hood   No escaping the gun play   One day I'm out, gotta figure out some way   Rats in the park   Dark scattering thugs spray   Got you locked in, not one slug was stray   I found ways out, but it seems to be one way   Gotta duck my darts back until Sunday      [Chorus 4X]   Shoot Em Up Bang Bang   Another body drop   You can't stop the hip-hop