Lyrics:

Send A Hundred Shots On Way On Everything I Love
take A Shot On How To Chase On Everything I Love
prepare For My Dying Day On Everything I Love
to My Day On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Nigga, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Put That On Everything I Love, Flex, The Money, Flex, The Cars, Flex, The Bitches

jackers Looking At My Motherfucker Chain, Grab It
send A Hundred Shots Through Life Line Static
i'm From Clayton County Where The Youngest Cause Havoc
i'm The Prodigy, Bricksquad Mob Deep, Dark Pair Of Shades You Can Call Me Easy-E
nigga With That Attitude You Nothing Like Me
now Got Me Ms. Scrooge Nigga I'm Like Scrooge
got A Fucking When I Jump Out Nigga Duck
that's On Everything You Love Six Shotsat Your Mama House
next Thing You Talk About Flocka Take The Words

send A Hundred Shots On Way On Everything I Love
take A Shot On How To Chase On Everything I Love
prepare For My Dying Day On Everything I Love
to My Day On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Nigga, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Put That On Everything I Love
the Money, The Cars, The Bitches

million Dollar House, Basement Full Of Plastic
hung Up On My Permits Bitch Your Son Gonna Be A Bastard
on Everything I Love Girl Everyone You Love
monopoly, Place No One Above
got This Pimping In This Club
what's A Nigga Lightweight Rappers
i Send A Hundred Shots On Way On Everything I Love

send A Hundred Shots On Way On Everything I Love
take A Shot On How To Chase On Everything I Love
prepare For My Dying Day On Everything I Love
to My Day On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Nigga, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Put That On Everything I Love
the Money, The Cars, The Bitches

on Everything I Love For All My Foes
and Just Women And Dance Clothes
this Is My Name I Guess To Rearrange
i Ever Felt In Heart
i'm A Show This World
must Be Trying To Get Shot
but You Know Every
the Heart Attack Money
but I Ain't Trying
into My Dying Day And Even After That How You Love That
you Gotta Love That

send A Hundred Shots On Way On Everything I Love
take A Shot On How To Chase On Everything I Love
prepare For My Dying Day On Everything I Love
to My Dying Day On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Nigga, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love, On Everything I Love
on Everything I Love Put That On Everything I Love