BULLETS

(A big Pharma-)

Ah, yeah, this goes out for all y'all motherfuckin' players

All y'all lame-ass niggas, player hatin' ass bitches

Gon' get y'all ass stuck up, keep on fuckin' with a real nigga, know what I'm sayin'

I've finna do this shit like this, right here

For all y'all rich-ass niggas

'Cause a broke motherfucker gon' take care of his business, know what I'm sayin'

Yeah (Big Pharma, came from outta space)

Hangin' by the bushes, on the track 'cause they don't see I stoop

Down, while my bitch sweat this nigga in a Lexus coupe

What he don't know won't hurt 'em, just to scare the trick

Get yo' ass out the fuckin' car before I shoot you, bitch

Lay 'em on the curb, 'cause this one is just a trick or treat

Stuck up my ho too, just to make the shit look real sweet

Then I jump in his coupe, dropped out my Hooptie, then I scoop my ho

Just a small plan that'll take care when I'm goin' broke

Deep in the Wood, up to no good, twelve gauge in my trunk

High off the skunk, make me anxiously to shoot my pump

Everybody for they self, ain't sharin' shit, you see

Take your own charge, 'cause I'm snitchin' if they think it's me

Niggas they thinkin' I'm trippin', I'm breakin' bad faster than you can imagine

I'm keepin' my mask in my pocket

To dodge all the police, I'll jump in the trash can

Lizzame, clizzick, tizzo mizzouth, trizzunk is trizzil

'Til the shit cool out quick, I'm up on that mission, bitch

(Pharmacist, motherfucker)

(Ghostface Playa made this hit)