Black Heaven

ONE

Me and my partner TipToe 'bout to do a homicide
Crankin' up the ride, finna go out on the east side
First I roll a blunt, so rappers like us can get high off the spliff
So when we gets to cap, we won't have no pity when we kill
Rolled up on the set, real slow, with the lights off
Then I see my enemies, wanna cap 'em with the sawed off
Bustas standin' on the corner, sippin' on some Alizé
That's when I got the tec, threw in the clip and then commence to spray
Jump back in the Chevy, burned rubber, as I left the scene
Still blazed from last night, so a killing to Tommy Wright just ain't no thang
Ballin' down Bellevue, headed to a C.T.O
Buy me a getaway, packed my bags and lay low

(Watch your back, or you might get smoked!)

We was loungin' in the steamer at a light, laid back
Couple of macks tried to jack, so we had to peel some caps
I pop one in the leg, sliced the other with a knife

Mind of a Black Haven killa
I'm pimpin' & peelin' these women & cuz I'm dealin'
I'm makin' my money fast, shakin' these suckaz like when I blast
I'm hard to the pimpin' game, ain't no thang, I'm a killa, mayne
I'm constantly killin' and servin' the time for punishment
5-0 think they runnin' thangs, they don't know I'm aboutta klick
P.I.M.-killa-P. stupid punk, I'm describin' me
Point-blank with the red beam, it's bound be a bloody scene
I kill like a heavy-habbit, the bud, I gotta have it
I'm drankin' & thankin' one day I might 'come a dead victim
, and clockin' my Glock on 'em

Tippy-toe! Tippy-toe! On you with the gauge, so
Put to the ground, take ya down, now ya feelin' assed out
Tough luck, crab-ass nigga goin' against a real pimp
Grab my shoe with a grip, bust you in yo bottom-lip
Jump in the air, come back down, drop-kick to yo skull
Put yo ass in severe pain, killa like me ain't got no love
Put you in a bodybag, have yo fuckin' body dragged
Down to the riverside, nigga like me ain't bar no height
Quick to jump and tip you up, think fast when I blast