Somebody Gotta Die (Outtake)

[Verse]

Uh, steps out the pad with the dufflebag, all the guns I had

Sippin' Granddad, 'bout to make his momma sad

I can't stand him and I don't know him

And he don't even know I'm 'bout to blow him, 'bout to show him

What goes around comes around, he should've thought about it

Now he got to talk to God about it

I mean this, nothing between this four-fifth and the head center

I got a scope with the infa

Boom, boom, coward niggas got to meet they fate

The faggot got "Jason" on his license plate, motherfucker

And he parkin', pass the gat, I'm 'bout to spark him

Lord forgive me, beg your pardon

Hey, playboy!