trouble on my mind
Singer:game, the
killers hanging outside the windows
i know my enemies run when that pistol shake
it's a stolen g ride whenever we ride
it's war where we reside so i gots to keep my
give their ass the whole magazine
mask on my face so i remain a stranger
death round the corner run inside when we pull up
how you talking to a bulldog?
blap - what you hear when them shots go off
devil on my shoulders told me squeeze my glocks on y'all
only the angel that i seen was the logo on the fitted
bloody rag wrapped around my motherfucking tech
snoop murder was the case" what was playing in the deck