It's enemy that I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go Cock the hollow into my black calico Hit the coat with some of grams of that dope fo' sho' 'bout to go Niggaz graduated from sellin' dope to snortin'
Gangsta be heads Lil Reggie be bustin' K.C., he be bustin' Think I ain't nustin' heads
Bodies bled, I'll put infrared up in your You with 226, that's my clique so I say fuck it Ruckus, war deep, War III in the mix 5 hot soys runnin', G's to they clique
With them hundred round tip-tips, to sure niggaz ain't breathin' You recievin', a punishment for not Curly lookin' for me, 'cause I'm hot and word don' got loose Bundles of fronted, from the Magnolia to the Goose
Snitches wanted to the shit that they know Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door and the place Look I been walkin' way mo', with a full of yeh-yo Nothin' but clientele, from 11-5, You don't it's legal, nigga we can take it to the scale You gon' double your money, get credit make your bail
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma pray for me I back down from no nigga, they got a place for me With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma pray for me I don't back from no nigga, they got a place for me
With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me With that iron, roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
My biological father, was a sperm donor, around the Was the man that lil Lanny, who knew we'd understand it That way that, my mother was to her kids So he took us in his home, and he like his own
Now we grown, and we responsibility The tryed to get wit me To affect all of my inability But gon' be some shit, when a collision is occurin'
Asurin', of me bein' a factor, '97 and after And I'ma have to, get my ten Or I'ma get punished, like the rest of these niggaz and evidence 'Cause ever since all cars and all these mansions
And all these luxuries was You wasn't givin' no thanks, to the you was livin' So I'ma keep an mind and make the right decision And ain't tell you shit, and put my self in a position
inescapable, 'cause you capable, of puttin' my life in danger And it's causin' confusion, confusion draw And shootin' up niggaz that pose a threat somebody warns you that you're close to death
With iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga, got a place for me
that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I back down from no nigga, they got a place for me With that iron, roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me
Don't ya, don't need ya So why the fuck would I ya You bitches my riches, delete ya 'Cause it's movin', it's shakin' one spot takin'
Rap tight and money we be makin' Clock six figures, with brown and triggers Drinkin' from the riggers, said the gon' fig us I make, and everything I drive
Everything I and everything I ride Touch it, live for it, you niggaz for it The new tape, got you hoes loosin' weight get your life straight, music to masturbate
Test a, like me boy and you better Have on your sweater, ridin' in an armored Jetta of these, thugs in E's Every time you you recievin' a part of me
Look, my lyrics be combustible gases When I'm grabbin' for the mic and performin' for your I'm found on the ship that's steady sinkin' control and all about self my way of thinkin'
Bankin', off top, with them boys from the block Totin' glocks that we use when we put on the spot Now I got, a to live for than to die Keepin' a inventory on my supply, of gettin' high Know when to stop, don't wanna be it, can't see it Not even little niggaz that I be wit'
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga, they got a for me With that iron, roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga, they got a for me With that iron, I'ma roll 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down no nigga, they got a place for me
I'm gettin' tired, of bullshit that we hearin' I'm gettin' tired, 'bout to get my ready to ride Ready to ride, ready to to ride, lil wodie
Momma don't pray for me, I don't back down no nigga Momma don't pray for me, I back down from no nigga Momma don't pray for me, I don't down from no nigga