Yo, the Lord is my shepherd, the sword is my is a blessin' that comes from the struggle Shoes scuffled, blood's been shed Another loses a son
'Cause where I'm the young chooses a gun Before they an education But dead, their ain't no awakenin' So like said life ain't for fakin'
Yo, you wit' me when I say duct tape 'em? waitin' Got the truck outside, jeep for navigation in position, they'd rather be fuckin' wit' Satan When I aim, I ain't missin', master of
I he call himself Esco, drive a Lexo his hat sideways, showin' off his waves With a chipped is this the truth? This is what we do, sip a
Wait around his crib until it around two AM As as he walks in the door we slay 'em You guys got fat while I was away, so start
Okay, you wanna rough? A thug changes and changes A changes and love changes A thug changes and love yo, we could play rough
Okay now, drive up to my crib, am I enough? Who niggas tryin' to hide in their truck? I ain't order cable, why in the fuck these Ducked in they seat? Are they for me?
But I do shit, could it be that niggas thought I slept like B.I.G. and Pac May rest in peace but while I'm alive I pop shit P-11 spits 17 shot clips
Put these niggas in boxes where Moms and Pops is Pull the from under the seat, back up in the street Watch these niggas that's tryin' to me, I carefully creep Take off my shoes, barefoot poppin' my heat
Empty every shell in their direction, it's you, I guessed it niggas that I was connected wit', I know sent you Now take you off here, you don't know what you got into
Okay, you play rough? A thug and love changes A thug changes and changes A thug changes and love Okay yo, we could rough
Walked in his house, him up, what you talkin' about? He said, "shut-up nigga" Knocked him in his head with Never I'd be in his home With his wife up for my niggas to bone
Fuckin' with me, you should've I'll have 'em write stupid nigga on tombstone What money can do, get you hit for than a G For me
do it myself, take you to Hell, this ones for free Killin' you with nothin' Left him dead, runnin' You the I'm makin' sure that gets whats comin'
Look at your woman, anal ripped out, your fault gang banged your bitch out in your face and you saw it But before I let you it I'm searchin' your crib For pictures of relatives, addresses to where they
Shit like that, in case a wanna strike back I'll be up in his ass to blow 'em out with the Mac Niggas treat you like fam' and you on it that? Now you lay flat, gettin' eatin' by rats
Gettin' even's never wrong, it's only to react Eye for an eye the sweetest part is payback kncokin', who dat? a cop man, let him in And give that one under the chin
Can't believe this nigga down with the The screamed out your government before he dropped dead Don't explain, I put the pound on his Blew 'em before that I cant remember the time I said Okay, so we play rough
Okay, you play rough? A thug changes and love A thug and love changes A thug changes and changes yo, we could play rough