[Daz Throughout the the gunfire lit up the street We ride for honor and respect to all y'all homeboys, Catching slipping, peeling there motherfucking caps back Yeah, the game, how we do it all day, straight riding Fuck all y'all (yo yo yo up)
Verse 1] I'm back, banging on niggas after to murder me Caught in the middle of greed, to trickery Now I'm here, ready to die, me On a hunt for you to put you out your misery Made a more ? die with bullet holes 44 explode that's when the was told My is as cold as the tundra Automatic weapons warring thunder My final destiny is to put ya on warring whenever, me die, nigga never Through the and the weather my dogs a go-getter Polish da chrome barretta catching you punk That's the element of surprise you niggas regret us Like shooting birds with pellets, let the streets it Do or die motherfuckers to kill it Yes you can, and ever since we won't no peace Till one of us rest in peace, or deceased your choice, your move, show and prove yo hand Get it off yo let me know that you's a man Get pistols and niggas 'cause it's about to get shitty No remorse, no pity, you hear it all the city
Trickery and bitches Niggas, that I fucked no good from the jump So now what we do We ride, We gone destroy, build, come You how we do not over, till we say so Nigga!
[Daz 2] Word on the street is that you have some heat By side Caught your slippin', did he survive? One to the head left him off the words that he said Could have been avoided if he would have off instead Nigga shot at my crib where my momma and kids No doubt, now it's time to some more of you out Scan the block with an inferred dot, for a victim There he go, there he was, there he go get him My motto is no remorse and you'll never surrender none Only rely on your and your gun Biage, as I get and look at the stars Wish and wish and pray to God for our 'Cause then back to the same thang, of this life I lead Bitches, money, and niggas, and a left on one O feral with a double pump barrel Be careful, cause these streets sometimes leave ya narrow the faith of Moses, and the power of Pharoe With the bullets hotter than fire and as swift as an Death becomes your wish you try to blast me and miss Now me and my dogs commence to get in shit You say the lord is your and you shall not walk It's time to gaffle up these niggas stick 'em dead in the Behold the last spoken by a dead man It seems to realize 'll never understand
Yeah, not over When I die my children grow, and smoke your ass our history book, Gangstaology Throughout the streets we shall survive and