F*ck a weapon
I got hands
They got good connection
Like verizon
Pull up on me you could come and
Test em
They hit hard aimed at ya head like Smith N' Wesson's
Wear a helmet if you dare to say sumn'
So much aggression
In me
So i write confessions
On tracks express em
Cant hold it in cuz its upsetting
Might crack ya melon
Send you to Heaven
You really meeting Pac and Big
Man what a blessing
I hope you learning
That maverick not one to play Wit
Gimmie a reason
So i could step in
And stomp ya face in
Friend or foe
You all could get it
These bars im spitting
Take as a warning
Proceed with caution
Stone cold like im Steve Austin
Have yo boys watching
While I put you inna coffin
Got kids?
Daddy gone now they all Orphans
Im in ya fridge due to exhaustion
Let it be known
This could happen to you all
Best thing to do
Is leave that nigga Mav alone!