It's enemy that I'm on, so I'ma play it how it go Cock the hollow points into my calico Hit the with some of grams of that dope fo' sho' it's 'bout to go Niggaz graduated from dope to snortin' dope
Gangsta be bustin' Lil be bustin' heads K.C., he be bustin' Think I ain't 'bout heads
bled, I'll put infrared up in your Cutlass You play with 226, that's my so I say fuck it Ruckus, war deep, War III in the mix 5 hot soys runnin', G's to they clique
With hundred round tip-tips, to make sure niggaz ain't breathin' You recievin', a for not believin' Curly lookin' for me, 'cause I'm hot and word don' got loose Bundles of dope fronted, from the to the Goose
Snitches wanted to testify the shit they know Set a bomb on the front door, put a key in the door and the blow Look I been walkin' way mo', with a coat full of Nothin' but clientele, 11-5, sale You don't think it's legal, nigga we can take it to the You gon' double your money, get credit make your bail
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 that 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 With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't pray for me I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
My father, was a sperm donor, around the corner Was the man that lil Lanny, who knew we'd understand it That way that, my mother was heartless to her So he us in his home, and he raised like his own
Now we grown, and we learned The devil to get wit me To all of my dickin' inability But it's gon' be some shit, a collision is occurin'
Asurin', of me a factor, through '97 and after And I'ma have to, get my ten Or get punished, like the rest of these niggaz and there's evidence 'Cause since all these cars and all these mansions
And all these was givin' You wasn't no thanks, to the reason you was livin' So keep an open mind and make the right decision And ain't tell you niggaz shit, and put my in a position
That's inescapable, you capable, of puttin' my life in danger And it's causin' confusion, confusion conclusion And shootin' up some niggaz that pose a Until somebody warns you you're close to death
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't 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 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 from no nigga, got a place for me that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't down from no nigga, they got a place for me
Don't love ya, need ya So why the fuck I feed ya You bitches want my riches, ya it's movin', it's shakin' number one spot takin'
Rap site and money we be makin' six figures, with brown beats and triggers Drinkin' from the riggers, poppa the gon' fig us Everything I make, and I drive
Everything I scratch and everything I it, live for it, you niggaz kill for it The new Juve tape, got you hoes weight Can't get your life straight, to masturbate
Test a, nigga like me boy and you Have on your bulletproof sweater, ridin' in an armored Beware of these, in E's Every you breathe you recievin' a part of me
Look, my lyrics be combustible like When I'm grabbin' for the mic and performin' for masses I'm never found on the ship steady sinkin' Total control and all about my way of thinkin'
Bankin', off top, with them boys from the block Totin' glocks that we only use we put on the spot Now I got, a to live for than to die a tight inventory on my supply, of gettin' high Know to stop, don't wanna be it, can't even see it Not even them little that I be wit'
With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma 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 back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
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, I'ma roll wit' 'em, don't pray for me I back down from no nigga, they got a place for me
I'm gettin' tired, of this bullshit that we I'm gettin' tired, to get my iron ready to ride Ready to ride, ready to Ready to ride, lil
Momma don't pray for me, I don't down from no nigga Momma don't pray for me, I don't down from no nigga Momma don't pray for me, I back down from no nigga