P] H to the K A Richmond ass nigga in the Bay slangin' cola out the motherfuckin' palm trees TRU to the and gone off that Dank weed Shoot a nigga up in the of the sunset And when you through the town you better wear your vest East Bay gangsta, the P is not a prankster Put the nina to your a jaw and a nigga gank ya See it's a thing, fools like to gangbang roullete, put the Glock to your dome man And if a live he have shit in his pants seen the devil, taught you how to dirty dance Merri D whip the beat up just like dope I put the lyrics in the chamber and watch ass get smoked 99 ways to die, survival of the one way to stay alive 99 to die, survival of the fittest Only one way to alive 99 ways to die, of the fittest one way to stay alive
P] Head for the 94, P got deuce deuce better run, gon' like psycho ready to bust a few 23rd street, I'm in the cut Southside of the Rich, TRU give a fuck Caught a fool slippin', to slang them Coca leaves gettin' smoked in my hood like some Dank weed My homie little Rich got the shotgun to bust a cap Duct tape your mouth motherfucker did you ??? Ain't nobody trippin', that ass slippin' Dumpin' in your back like young Scottie Pippen Niggas in the truck, with 5 g's ready to roll up on your ass from static Fry ass like Wendy's, where they fry fuckin' burgers Well done drippin' in blood cause that's the way I ya No or tomato, just straight lead When people straight clip three bullets to head
P] Blood drippin' my nose, I'm in a cold sweat I done smoked this fool, can't sleep I need a O.G. but time for me to put in work I mean cock the trigger, to do my own dirt guard the window, I toss and turn in my sleep Silkk on the pump, I hear the fuckin' police It's my time to come, i'm going out like Jumped out the ain't nobody gonna stop me Still have fuckin' on my hands from the torture ??? the motherfucker that I thought ya Cause slaughter in the dope game you ever held the hands of a dead man It's serious G , I can't though And I'm gone on that motherfuckin' You gotta stay no time to blank Niggas in my hood left dead with they stank Black-on-black it's all about the dividends The government fed to my hood to make us kill again Fake D.A., on my fuckin' case like the ??? man, fuck the yellow tape I'm out on 50 g's and that's And the that snitched on the P, got his cap peeled