Red Rum! (x4)

[Project Pat]
A .44 bullet shell took my n***as life
Triggers pulled by some young n***as on that white
He used to fuck with them boys on the weed tip
They found my n***a dead, face down in a ditch
I saw that shit on the news just the other day
I ain't for singing no blues, I'mma make 'em pay
I know them bitches, they be hanging at the Shake Junt
I catch 'em slipping, coming out and commence to pump
Been led, leave 'em dead on the fucking scene
Throw them out in a steamer, make the getaway clean
I made a block then I switched to the other ride
I'm still in shock cause I just did a homicide
I executed me some punks that deserved it
They had a warrant for they death, so I served it
I gave them tricks a little dose of they medicine
I bet them hoes, man'll never try that shit again

[Hook] (x2)

(red Rum!)
Most of y'all wanna see some blood spilling anyway
(red Rum!)
Bodies fall, n***as dying young on this everyday
(red Rum!)
Laid to rest, must've been your time for you to clock out
(red Rum!)
Had a vest, but you should've had your fucking Glock out
[Project Pat]
In the streets, n***as die, they got fried, cause they tried
Tested game of the man who's committing homicides
Suicide, would be better for you fools
But I'll be damned if I don't
Help you out like the "duck, forty" and, see I can
And I'm willing to proceed with a killing
Stick a gauge up your anus, do a crime, make it heinous
Aim this anger to my chamber, let a slug through that talk
Cause I'm on a bloody stalk, putting suckers in the chalk
Walk the walk, get your game, guns click, it's whatever, n***a
I ain't barrin' shit, so you know whatever's clever, n***a
Trigger-happy, nappy-headed, set it; I shall peel some
Motherfuckers cap when I roll with the shotgun
Project pop one of you n***as trying to steal my shit
Fuck with me and mine and I swear it's a murder, bitch
Yeah, I see you n***as mean-mugging on them porches
Unload that thang, watch 'em scatter like roaches

[Hook] (x2)

(red Rum!)
Most of y'all wanna see some blood spilling anyway
(red Rum!)
Bodies fall, n***as dying young on this everyday
(red Rum!)
Laid to rest, must've been your time for you to clock out
(red Rum!)
Had a vest, but you should've had your fucking Glock out