Desperado Outlaws - C Bo

Ballin in a 600SL 
drop top with the fat V12 
Money hella long  smoke blunts not a bong 
Niggas can't fuck cos I crunch em like Kong 
I be deadly as The Predator 
My .50 calibre Desert Eagle'll spread ya  and behead ya 
Pistol wieghs a tonne  bullets come like a guillotine 
Poisonous tips hit and explode thru the war scene 
Like morphine and heroin  I'm the shit 
Every dope fiend needs a hit 
Gangs need to stick at this gangsta shit 
to take that monkey off their back and have em gettin licks 
I'm the neighbourhood's drama, dead man's trauma like O-Dogg 
and Kane, I'm loc to the brain, got the afro 
padded, fully automatic decrease the statics 
Two fingers spreaded, hittin em up and let em have it 
Chorus: 
Desperado outlaws thru the dirt 
Sendin BG's blastin, puttin men to work 
Trapped in America to die in these bloody streets 
Goin head up, with suckers all psyched up in heat 
*repeat* 
Murder, murder, kill, kill 
California's the state where most caps get peeled 
back, catcha, pigs on a stretcher 
Three strike law got us livin under pressure 
Know he wanna take mine, hand on his waistline 
Side of his spine I get to dumpin with the Tek 9 
Got his back smokin, crack that ass open 
Bullet holes the size of a token 
Got his ass chokin on piss and blood 
Crooked ass piggies don't get no love, uhh 
Life or death, a .4-5 Smith & Wess 
I had that nappy-headed ass stretched 
If you try to dack me in my neighbourhood, I'm dumpin 
And ya best ta run cos my BGz is comin 
Clips full of teflons, loc'd out and crazy 
and they won't stop til you're pushin up daisies, uhh 
Chorus 
Body snatcher, caught up in a rapture 
Black heads explo