Smackin' Video (MV)

I be on that bullshit, can't quit
Might incite a riot
Two five trip-six shit shootin no fightin
Thirty-three rounds of nine milli what I'm packin
Bow bow bow bow yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Two five trip-six yeah these bullets smackin

I'm about to cook up all this bacon
Tryna keep these piggies from f*ckin with me
F*ckin these lil bitty bitches
Got my dick sucked ridin through the city
Str3ss on the track, strap in the back
Beatin yo bitch up, I hit it from back
Put all my haters in coffins for talkin
I'm lettin my semi clap!
Run up on me?
Too often I'll pull that pistol and cock it
Bout to off ya, my offer to Satan's prayer alter
Slice ya daughter, menage a trois with her lesbian partner
Bout to slaughter this pussy then leave em chained and starvin
Don't come any closer
I carry the toaster without a holster
Don't make me show ya
Bullets start floatin, one just might poke ya
One in the shoulder
One in the chest, now that I'm focused
One in the head
Your life went Houdini, no hocus pocus

I be on that bullshit, can't quit
Might incite a riot
Two five trip-six shit shootin no fightin
Thirty-three rounds of nine milli what I'm packin
Bow bow bow bow yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Two five trip-six yeah these bullets smackin

Is you ready though? you ain't ready hoe
Cock back, chamber a round, and let the semi blow
Leave a bullet hole all up in ya dome
Then I put him in the dirt, he a silly hoe
Call up Osha O, say "it's time to go"
Ride on a pussy, leave him six feet deep hoe
Or we might throw your body in the lake
Concrete sneakers leave ya deep off in the swimmin hole
That's why it's imperative that you don't even start it
I call my pistol "Dawg" cause that bitch be barkin
We givin out free smoke, you don't even wanna spark it
Money, hoes, and clothes all I ever f*ckin wanted

I be on that bullshit, can't quit
Might incite a riot
Two five trip-six shit shootin no fightin
Thirty-three rounds of nine milli what I'm packin
Bow bow bow bow yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Smackin, yeah these bullets smackin
Two five trip-six yeah these bullets smackin