1] Motherfucker, cha-pow I am let's get started off right a gun or a fight, think you hard You a dog don't bite, see I'm trained to kill Give a fuck about you hoes, spill ya blood for Grip ya body, naked shakin' we neck Niggas in my hood be runnin' while them niggas salt Bone crush em' and rush em' and get out and touch em' Doin' better than the Feds when jackin' my box Watch out, surrounded by niggas that's and creepin' Lot of caps slippin' and jack me for my Nah, get the twelve gauge and a gob Blowin' in these niggas if they actin' calm Niggas'll blast, out "Fuck y'all" While they mashin' steady Ain't just here for nothin' doin' right for Cause it's right, shit niggas gotta do to they stripes
Can't run, ya can't Gon' get when ya least expect it Ya diiiiiie, yeah, yeah run, ya can't hide Gon' get cha' when ya expect it Ya diiiiiie
2] Took about the looty to perform my duty Survey thing to a nigga that knew me Little did I know he was me up me up and catch me up Barely heart beatin' fast mile racin' A shotty in hell, I thought I was But I'm alive and payback is a mother you I'll be back carvin' when the gauge start bustin' Penitentiary rap but we and ain't shit Nigga dyin' quick and get ya split Comin' out do worse, I to do work Retaliation, revenge make it hard to Shoot-outs cop, when ya jackin' and robbin' and on through the town, layin' em' down I'm a war street veteran, never say I than anybody That nigga Daz and Gotti Blast em' with the after fleein' the scene money, power, and dreams make a hell of a scheme Grippin' to ya brain, put the set on shade Writin' big, letter that'll weigh ya sign
3] My dreams and nightmares before I went to sleep So I stay and cocked with four five loaded on my toes at all times, on the grind Mindin' my own, dropped and in the zone a shame how we do it, how we represent the game Blast and for the money and the fame You know the steelo, nigga we We get and dirty because we do low it strong for so long, I couldn't go wrong But fuckin' with some niggas knew some shit go wrong Niggas up short chop em' down with the chopper Givin' em' all tones and one hand stop it, show me how you do it, how ya drop it Give my a fat just to get it poppin' Got the dope and the scale and it ain't to tell bound but come around where the dogs dwell When ya least expect it, you can die any Nigga stop check it and on it and respect it
[Daz ain't no where to run and ain't no where to hide Ha ha (Don't die) so you might as well go on and kill yourself (When ya expect it, ya gon' die) ha ha ya know why (Die, die) Nigga ha, ha (Ya run) yeah