289 **get u high rmx**

i go until the end

i killin' all your friends

busted at they fuckin' door

i keep that shit up on the low

freddie murder bitches in the middle of the street

pointed at them and they geek

pull the trigger

i'm a freak

i'm the real deal

packing steel

call me fuckin' holyfield

when my power gonna bust

bullet turn you into dust

rest in peace you little bitch

come on dare me make me rich

feel why hatred in my soul

gripping on the 44

let it pop i let you drop

you know freddie fuck the opp

doom is the click

y'all bitches ain't shit

just a corpse

got to go

try to match up with my flow

murder goes in the show

single shot slit your throat

ooh bang 289 till ya fuckin' mine

roll it slow with 44

aimin' at your throat

me and zye

gonna let you die

til your fuckin' mine

sipping mud

do the coke

motherfucker do the most

ooh bang 289 till ya fuckin' mine

roll it slow with 44

aimin' at your throat

me and zye

gonna let you die

til your fuckin' mine

sipping mud

do the coke

motherfucker do the most