[Intro: Lyrical Dope]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Killer, killer, killer, killer, killer, killer, killer, killer

[Chorus: Lyrical Dope]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
As I slip into the back of my mind
And thinkin' of gettin' caught, man, how could I do the time?
The crime is a murder, heard you fuckin' with, my nigg'
The magnum's gonna serve you, bitch, I'm finna split your wig
I figure out ways to get lose without a trace
You see without a pistol, mane, they do not have a case
Erasin' a fool, wait until he leave the house
Walkin' around his corner, ride-by takin' him out
The box on the blocks, police ride up on the scene
Witnesses saw the shots, and I know they heard a scream
Redeem me the testimonies would not even last
In court because everybody they saw wore a mask
The blast from the gun was the hollow point tips
The kind that leave you dead in a damn perfect hit
I trips off a fool tryin' me on the for real-ah
He's fuckin' with a pistol packin', bitch smackin' killer
[Chorus: Lyrical Dope]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killa
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

[Verse 2: Project Pat]
As I ride through the hood with some undisputed n***as
Pain sellin', dope smokin', cold-blooded killers
Trigger, my n***a from the North Frayser area
Down with the Patsta, causin' mass hysteria
Wherever scoped out, best believe we loced out
Ridin' through the other side, ready to take a punk out
Assed out sucker type, you gon' learn your lesson
Haven't see your gangster friends shootin' Smith and Wessons
Testin' the clan, just to see if you can get enough
You's a foolish man, I'll be damned if we don't fuck you up
So what's up with your posse, with your fuckin' game, punk?
Fuckin' with these hitmen, you gonna get your ass dumped
Pop the trunk, get your pump, let's see what you made of
Watch me kill a bitch with a .38 bullet slug
Sell your drugs, I don't care if you a dope dealer
Best pack a pistol, bitch, 'cause I'm a killer
[Chorus: Lyrical Dope]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
You say I need to take care my business
Well, why are you pussy-eatin' motherfuckers in it?
You about to witness a mafia called Triple 6
Real n***as that don't fall out over bullshit
I'm tired of these motherfuckers thinkin' I'm a jokester
Let me ride up on you with the TEC and I'ma show you
You don't know me well, punk bitch, n***a, bring it on
N***as don't fight no more, young n***as carry tones
I tried to be down at first, now I'm just another Devil
Walkin' with a psychotic mind and a piece of metal

[Chorus: Lyrical Dope]
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer
Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killer, killer
Pistol-pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killer