[Lyric] When My Pistol Goes Pat Pat (K-Flex)

[Intro]
Oh yeah, nigga, get your gecks, niggas! Get your gecks!
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat

[Verse 1]
You messin' with motherfucking killers, on a thrill-a
A nigga that's all about making that skrilla
The cocaine dealer, the bitch stealer
Motherfucker, I'm steadily having problems with you busters
Gonna be bustin' in your bitch ass
If you disrespect my gang, nigga
I'm comin' out choppin' and bustin'
I'm runnin' up fussin' and crushin'
Nigga, you fuck up and get a slug in your nuggets
Nigga, please! Me and my G's are rollin' these
You walk around talkin' that shit
And I'm slingin' these motherfuckin' keys
I'm rollin' around in the hood, and my pockets are rich, nigga
You steadily lackin' my game, and you act like a bitch, nigga
I'm gonna be wrappin' my 9 in my pant and I'm loadin' a clip, nigga
Pat-pat, and they're gonna find your ass in a ditch, nigga
So what the fuck? You said I don't look, I'm loc'ing up
I'm rollin' around in yo hood and I'm hollin' about what up, cuz?
You see, you don't know a thing about being a G
So grab your piece, and repeat after me
Now let me hear you go
[Chorus]
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my nine goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat

[Verse 2]
We're runnin' through niggas, clockin' niggas
We're stoppin' niggas in their tracks
Ain't no need for you to look, the dog is back
I'm on a Tec mode, lock and load while we explode
So fuck what these niggas say or what they know
Well, it's my time and my turn, got lyrics to burn
Versatility's they key, I'm extreme, you need to learn
But you all forget the element of try and fail
Every pin a nigga, pin, I got a story to tell
I'm holdin' minds outnumbered and against all odds
I ain't a Crip or a Blood, yet I roll in this black car
Still keepin' enemy close, and for the most of my thugs
Lookin' for creme, tryin' to build up a team
You can't give a nigga enough props, I'm still growin'
Exploring the unexplored (what?), and still flowin'
Now picture me on top of the world, lookin' up
It ain't a dream, motherfucker, you didn't just woke up
[Chorus]
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my nine goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat

[Verse 3]
Niggas who slang dope, bang broke, dream jacks
Scheme snaps, and pack machine gats
Good macks for hood rats, checkin' the scene traps
Triple bean macks, flexin', geckin' steam cracks [?]
Sends supreme pack, sends trips to cream stacks
A military rash for money and green sacks
Niggas that kill it, feel the mean men
OGs for cheese, that throw keys on teen rats
You meet 'em at the airport, in 15 flat
Trade Marquis, flay darks and feds like Dean Gatts
Where the fiends at? They've been keepin' my rings fat
The apartment plush, don't touch the clean let
'Cause the whole team packed, young niggas that bring straps
With no strings attached, to the front ring scrap
Witness a nigga unload extreme raps
Till your earlobe explodes, raw power, supreme stuff
[Chorus]
Now when my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my nine goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat
When my pistol goes pat-pat
I wanna hear you go pat-pat-pat-pat

[Outro]
Where your pistol at? Where your pistol at?
Where your pistol at? Where your pistol at?
Where your nine's at? Where your nine at?
Where your Tec's at? Where your Tec's at?
Where your pistol at? Where your pistol at?
Where your nine at? Where your nine at?
Face down, nigga, where your nine at?
Face down, nigga, where your nine at?
Face down, nigga, where your pistol at?
Where your pistol at? Where your pistol at?
Uh, uh! Where your pistol at? Where your pistol at?
Where your pistol at? UH!