Bullets Whistle

My bullets whistle like

And fly right past your dome

My bullets whistle like

A 100 shots a nigga gone

My bullets whistle like

I got the typewriter tommy gun just like capone

My bullets whistle like

6 feet deep another homie gone

That desert eagle filled with hollows

If you holler when it hollers

Hit yo ass from top to bottom

Bullets whistle like harmonicas

Still bein in corners with my knockas sippin vodka

I'm on fire like when I raised the gauge up

Just like thermoters

Leanin in that testarosa, smokin on this cali doja

You don't want to test my holster centre fold ya

Got some biggerous niggaz to smoke ya

Who da bang, black mask, black gloves

Bullets with no names

It's not a game on this eastside

Watts city it's no pity for weak guys

Chopper city bein holdin semis since I was knee high, no lie

Hit your block in a cheap ride, and let it whistle

For sound see the spark roaches scatter

Hit a melody when them bullets travel

Put you under the gravel for that pussy shit

I'm a dog you get fucked thinkin I'm pussy bitch

I'm a harplus, harplus

Ya wanna rumble with yay, haaa

Shit on the whole industry

4-10's a 44 on steriods

A.t.f we dumpin on them fed boys

A 16 of happiness and pain nigga

I'm never on the ashy shit again nigga

0-10 range all wood grain nigga

I hit the button it pop out that thing nigga

My bullets whistle like jueles saw

And I stay strapped cause I got my jewels on

And the 2.2.3 I'l make your family mourn

Bullets fly, men die, little niggaz pop you

Dey'll chef up your top like boo cabo

I'm with Jay Rock, l.a block

Red pelle piranha shark

Red pelle I'l hold a glock

Real bloods I'l pop your top

Nigga

My bullets whistle like

And fly right past your dome