Prod. ERRE

Lyrics:

(Verse 1)
Hopped up in tha stang
Anna runnin thru my veins
I heard you talkin shit, muthufucka prepare to feel tha fuckin pain

Handy with the glock
Playa always keeps it cocked
Shootin 19 shots
When im shootin out tha fuckin car and them bodies drop

Fuck all these bitches
Hit em with the quickness
Kill all the witness
Hit never missin
Bullet proof vest on my chest
With the tech on my hip
Dont be givin me lip

I'll pull that bitch out
While I'm makin u shout
Makin you die hella quick
Gonna run
With tha mon
That I want
Throw tha gun
Away then I'm fuckin gone

Eeny meeny miny moe
44 make a body cold
Blast ya ass to the past like u ran to the feds and fuckin told

Zoomin thru tha 75
Gettin to my destination
If tha feds follow
My ruger always handles tha situation

(Hook x2)
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light

(Verse 2)
Skinny playa with tha 12
Bullets hot like its hell
Mystic shit make yall trip
Watch me cast a fuckin spell
I got yall little bitches runnin from my 45
I show no mercy to you bustas so yall betta hide

Talkin all that shit will have you in tha fuckin dirt
And in any second I will appear
Then disappear
UgglyOsseus that mayne that dont fuck around and play
Ill hunt ya ass down shoot it out and invade ya place

Im bout my biz, Ima hit yall where it really hurts
Ill beat ya ass down and steal ya money from ya purse
Cause all yall actin like some bitches
And all sound the same
Cock one into tha chamber and shoot out ya fuckin brains

(Hook)
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light
Ima hunt you down
Shoot you dead at tha red light