if my 9 could talk

give me that nine

that clip

ain't no talking to my 9

`cause bitch i'm bout to sop you up

twist the cap back

put one up in the chamber

your life in danger

i'm busting caps upon a total stranger

better believe i be creeping

detectives wonder how i hit your house and the rest of the block

they still sleeping

straps all in your window

puffing up on some endo

surprise

surpise

nigga look at what you in for

only if my 9 could talk

only if my 9 could talk

don't

don't

don't leave no witnesses to this homicide

o-o-o only if my 9 could talk

only if my 9 could talk

don't

don't

don't leave no witnesses to this homicide

now imagine me slipping up on my murder gloves

now imagine me got a 9 with a silencer and i'm in a bout it club

i want soda `cause niggas be snitching

i put blood up on his polo

gots him screaming like bitches

now it's gonna be

kinda like

hard to see me

disappear like a genie

when i reappear

nigga you see nothing but my beam

and i'm gonna hits that nigga for one mill

these shots i pop

he drops

and uh

that's like a done deal

you could consider that nigga a disaster area

call his mom for a black dress

consult his family members to be the pallbearers

you fucks with mine

i'ma leave that nigga shaking

flatline

cpr

i don't think that nigga made it

some call it murder

i call it 1-87

some call it robbery

bitch

i call it 2-11

see

hand me that duffle bag full of hot guns

first nigga runs up

guns up

that head gonna catch some hot ones

i run this shit like the white house

you like some white out

tonight's the night

it's getting dark

bitch it's lights out

when i shoot

i'm never gonna miss

17 in my spot

17 in my gloc

17 niggas i'm gonna hit

i be a specialist like sharon stone

a bad boy like al capone

an assassin like sylvester stallone

only if you could live

but you ain't

only if my 9 could talk

but it can't

don't leave no witnesses to this homicide