1800-Cal-Trel

Rosedale, E Street, D Street, fuck whoever don't like, you heard?

I've been in the trap, I been totin' my iron

In the kitchen grippin' my nine, I done put my life on the line, yeah

I been gettin' money, I ain't really got time

I put shooters on the opp's line, they ain't even comin' outside

We just want a homicide, we just want a homicide

Somebody gotta die today, somebody gotta die

We just want a homicide, we just want a homicide

Somebody gotta die today, somebody gotta die

When they killed my **** Swipe, man, it changed my whole life

Told my **** Mike Mike everything is alright

That's when gutter Frank White got it done on sight

50-round drum, **** run for your life

I'm my mama last son, so I gotta get it right

Take a loss, I'ma rob, I'ma get it back tonight, no problem

****, hell nah, we don't fight

If I make a body drop, in the mornin' take a flight, that's life

All these bitches fuckin' for a price, that's right

Opps came through last night, that was slight

Can't forget how my **** spent the Ben on a bike

You say you a shooter, we know you are not the type

I been on the low, I been watchin' for the Feds

I been writin' letters to my **** in the Feds

You don't ever wanna make my shooter cut his dreads

No you can't hang, **** you too scared

Take him to the bridge, let him hang from the ledge

We gon' get your kid, ****, all you see is red

That's just what it is, have you pissin' in the bed

Crack a real hitter, **** that's what I said

Glock in the Montclair, that's a lot of shots there

Rest in peace to T, he got shot there

It's so many killings, how you not scared?

That's when it was real, you was not there

I'm from where they call the bitch the Red Zone

Where we like to turn into a dead zone

Trappin' out the building, got the bread long

Two shots to the dome, **** head gone

I'm from where they hit 'em with the remix

Turn around and take it on some G shit

Opposition on some police shit

We gon' hit your block on some creep shit

I've been in the trap, I been totin' my iron

In the kitchen grippin' my nine, I done put my life on the line, yeah

I been gettin' money, I ain't really got time

I put shooters on the opp's line, they ain't even comin' outside

We just want a homicide, we just want a homicide

Somebody gotta die today, somebody gotta die

We just want a homicide, we just want a homicide

Somebody gotta die today, somebody gotta die