Pistol And A Scale

[Hook] A pistol and a scale, some boy and some bells A pistol and a scale, a mask and a sawnoff A pistol and a scale, ounces of the scale A pistol and a scale, make you bitch niggas drop it off A pistol and a scale (x3) A mask and a sawnoff A pistol and a scale (x3) A mask and a sawnoff [Verse 1] I knew this cat, told his business to my dogs sister He drive a benz truck, chrome rims with the wolfies Had a house on the south side, black haven Full of bricks of heroin, he got my dogs thinking I told him get the information, find out where he play Had one of them gals suck his dick, and find out where he stay I got the information, then put the plot in motion Money in cut though, bitches is a daily potion Then he drank it and rocked to sleep, on the street Ain't no nappers, walking lick, man buzzing in the hood like a rapper Nigga crazier than the bitch, must be high on the shit Cuz if my pockets get low, I'ma try me a bitch [Hook] [Verse 2] We staked his house out for days Pulled up in the driveway Pulled up right behind his ass, with the pumps and AK's Bust the window out the driver seat, snatched him out And shot a .357 barrel in his mouth Now will the money take us to the safe or Bitch I swear to god, I'ma blow yo brains out hard Tied him up, [?] My nigga threw him in the trunk with a bit of plastic Took us to the spot that we knew about 2 niggas came out One was waving a 9, my nigga shot and took him out Nigga started streaming out please don't kill me mane Slapped him with the pistol across his head until we see brains Uzi left the scene, 28 pounds of guns, 7 bricks of that boy, it was all good Then we took that shit right back to the hood Broke that shit down, and sold it in the hood [Hook] [Verse 3] This a kick door, lay down on the floor I want all the cheese and blow Where the fuck the weed at ho Heard you niggas spot got everything like a corner store So I guess I'm running in that bitch like a corner store Give it up, big boy straps in deck This 40 got a nigga in check Gun to your neck, gon' chop to that, he a fucking op Choppa barrel, spitting fire like a dragon 50 shots Ain't lagging, turn your mothafucking dress into a bloody mop Where I'm from, you a pussy if ya out here fronting A Memphis nigga selling drugs, mane that'll take ya something Stuff for nothing, ain't no losses taking 40 fry ya like some bacon Niggas b boy shitting, nigga, real niggas never fakin' [Hook]