text: Now little Terry got a gun he got from the store
  He bought it with the money he got from his chores
  He robbed the candy shop, told her lay down on the floor
  Put the cookies in bag, take the pennies out the drawer!
  Little Khalil got a gun he got from the rebels
  To kill the infidels and American devils
  A bomb on his waist, a mask on his face
  Prays five times a day and listens to heavy metal
  Little Alex got a gun he took from his dad
  That he snuck into school in his black book bag
  His black nail polish, black boots, and black hat
  He going to blow away the bully that just pushed his ass
  Little Joker got a gun he bought on the street
  To go and kill the niggas that beat him up last week
  Cause he dont let go of none of his past beefs
  Bullets flying out the window, shells landing on the seats
  Little Sarah got a gun from her Uncle Sam
  She got armor-piercing rounds and her gun dont jam
  She got laser-guided rockets, she killing to go to college
  She thought it was an insurgent, it was some old man
  Now, you can get guns on the internet
  AKs, Glock nines, intratecs
  So when you see shorty dont disrespect
  Watch A Better Tomorrow and play Grand Theft Auto
  Hear a bang