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Yo, I heard a snitch was talking, spreading lies and shit,

Time to send a message, make sure they know who's the pit.

I pulled up on his block, no mercy, no care,

Him him him, her her them, bodies bodies bodies, fucking dead, no spare.

I walked right up to his door, knocked once, then twice,

When he opened up, I blasted him, no time for advice.

His body hit the floor, blood everywhere,

I just stood there, watching him breathe his last air.

I didn't care about the noise, or the screams from the crowd,

I just kept moving, no time for a shout.

I saw another snitch, trying to run and hide,

But I caught him quick, and put a bullet in his side.

Him him him, her her them, bodies bodies bodies, fucking dead,

I'm the one they fear, the one they dread.

I'm the king of the streets, the one who calls the shots,

Snitches better watch out, or they'll end up in the spots.

I'm leaving a trail of bodies, a message clear and bright,

Snitches better keep quiet, or they'll end up in the night.

Know your place, you fucking rats, or you'll end up dead,

I'm the one they fear, the one who's ahead.

Him him him, her her them, bodies bodies bodies, fucking dead,

I'm the one they fear, the one who's ahead.

I'm the king of the streets, the one who calls the shots,

Snitches better watch out, or they'll end up in the spots.

I'm leaving a trail of bodies, a message clear and bright,

Snitches better keep quiet, or they'll end up in the night.

Know your place, you fucking rats, or you'll end up dead,

I'm the one they fear, the one who's ahead.

Him him him, her her them, bodies bodies bodies, fucking dead,

I'm the one they fear, the one who's ahead.