Artist: Beretta 9 f/ ShoGun Assason Album: Official Mixtape Song: 1 on 1 Typed by: Cno Evil [Intro: ShoGun Assason] Rum, murder one, this is for my murder Where you at, murder murder ones Where ya guns at, that crime time state of mind Knowhatimsaying, feel me? Where ya nine at? Too much heat Where ya wine at? Where the fuck ya mind at Yo... yo... check it [ShoGun Assason] Fuck the intro, this is for niggas who snort blow Take one to ya left and ya right nostril Til ya face sore, feel good, real good Shit bang like, Alpine and Kenwood Catch a dred, maintain, follow the same Purple rain, numbing the brain, novacaine Stain rap, feel that, got you trapped in a four corner room Pocket feel big, you know it Then he spit it, star sniff rid it Cock it back and watch me spit it Shitted on the clinic, feel me, if not, you get wit it From out of high, drip drop, hip hop [Beretta 9] Willie Mays, Satchel Paige, Isaac Hayes with a blowout Take a scenic route, we about in Infinite dart split, don't quit Get on a track, I flip, rollerblade, we the shit Ask the Five, the babies, the fam, the ladies We back like the eighties Right like the Mas' new chrome, six-hundred Mercedes Puffin' digi, dusted, dump off poliggy You can hop over a curb like Kermit did to Piggy On the freeway, black and we some heatwave Hit the highbeems, they gassin' the replay Button, ya'll niggas stop fronting Yo, the shit is so fat, make you wanna grab something [ShoGun Assason] You play the killa, but we see a bitch inside you Ya'll niggas wanna ride, but we can ride too You blasting at me, then I'mma blast at you Let's get it on muthafucka...