bet'cha cant do it

[cracka]

(.23)

Bet'cha you cant do it like i do, i do,

got the shit shakin in my rearview, rearview,

i can still see you comin runnin like a damn child,

shoot the bullet clear threw ya head to the otherside,

homocide comes to haters tryin to step in my way,

get it its my way or the highway blow ya head away,

if you try to head away wit chedda, you betta,

pack a beretta or somthin to leave me deader,

my infrared's reder once it has the pleasure,

to hit you yea you betta duck or you'll get stuck,

you done ran outta luck so im comin just to pluck,

you, you little fuck! bullets bigger than a hockey puck!

(1.23)

infatuated style got'cho capdavated for a while,

my swag goes a mile while u still dressin like a child,

its crazy n its wild the way we grew up the same,

but you grew up to shame wit no fight in ya game,

wit noone to blame but ya self n ya parents mane,

got these carrots in my chain watch it swang mane,

as my pants hang low to the ground, stacks hold'em down,

come around like drug hounds, blood hounds sniffin drug mounds,

chocoholic eatin mounds drug dealer sellin pounds,

if you wanna get wit this then just come around,

otherwise stay from round these parts or catch a round in each part,

then threw ya heart rip it apart.

[Shawn]

That's good.

If I could suggest one minor edit, the measure for gold is spelled karat.