1] Motherfucker, cha-pow I am let's get started off right With a gun or a fight, you hard You a dog that don't bite, see I'm to kill Give a about you hoes, spill ya blood for thrills Grip ya body, shakin' we neck breakin' Niggas in my hood be runnin' while them salt shakin' Bone em' and rush em' and get out and then touch em' Doin' better the Feds when they jackin' my box Watch out, surrounded by that's plottin' and creepin' Lot of slippin' and jack me for my chips Nah, get the twelve gauge and a gob Blowin' in these niggas if they actin' calm blast, yellin' out "Fuck y'all" While mashin' steady blastin' Ain't just here for nothin' doin' for right Cause it's right, shit gotta do to earn they stripes
Can't run, ya hide Gon' get cha' ya least expect it Ya gon' diiiiiie, yeah, Can't run, ya hide get cha' when ya least expect it Ya diiiiiie
2] Took about the same looty to perform my Survey this thing to a nigga that me did I know he was settin' me up Wettin' me up and me up Barely escapin' heart beatin' fast racin' A shotty in hell, I I was dead But I'm and payback is a mother you fucker be back carvin' Ruckers when the gauge start bustin' Penitentiary rap but we here and ain't Nigga quick and get ya throat split Comin' out do worse, I to do work Retaliation, revenge make it to live Shoot-outs cop, when ya and robbin' and mobbin' Stabbin' on the town, layin' em' down I'm a war veteran, never say I better than anybody nigga Daz and Young Gotti Blast em' with the shot after the scene Cause money, power, and dreams make a of a scheme Grippin' to ya brain, put the set on shade Writin' big, bold that'll weigh ya sign
3] My and nightmares hard before I went to sleep So I stay awoke and cocked with four five Cautious on my at all times, on the grind my own, dropped and smoke in the zone It's a how we do it, how we represent the game Blast and for the money and the fame You the steelo, nigga we know We get down and because we do low Keep it for so long, I couldn't go wrong But fuckin' with some niggas knew shit would go wrong Niggas comin' up short chop em' down with the Givin' em' all and one hand sole Nigga stop it, show me how you do it, how ya it my dogs a fat just to get it poppin' Got the dope and the scale and it ain't hard to Hard bound but come where the dogs dwell When ya least expect it, you can die any Nigga check it and dwell 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 just go on and kill yourself (When ya expect it, ya gon' die) ha ha ya know why (Die, die) ha, ha (Ya can't run) yeah