1] Motherfucker, cha-pow here I am let's get started off With a gun or a fight, think you You a dog that bite, see I'm trained to kill Give a fuck about you hoes, spill ya for thrills Grip ya body, shakin' we neck breakin' Niggas in my hood be runnin' while them niggas salt crush em' and rush em' and get out and then touch em' Doin' than the Feds when they jackin' my box Watch out, by niggas that's plottin' and creepin' Lot of caps and jack me for my chips Nah, get the twelve gauge and a gob something in these niggas if they actin' calm Niggas'll blast, out "Fuck y'all" they mashin' steady blastin' Ain't just here for doin' right for right Cause it's right, shit gotta do to earn they stripes
Can't run, ya hide Gon' get cha' when ya expect it Ya diiiiiie, yeah, yeah Can't run, ya hide Gon' get cha' ya least expect it Ya diiiiiie
2] Took about the same looty to perform my Survey thing to a nigga that knew me did I know he was settin' me up Wettin' me up and me up Barely escapin' heart beatin' fast mile A shotty in hell, I thought I was But I'm and payback is a mother you fucker I'll be back carvin' Ruckers when the gauge bustin' Penitentiary rap but we here and shit Nigga dyin' and get ya throat split Comin' out do worse, I love to do Retaliation, revenge make it hard to Shoot-outs cop, when ya jackin' and and mobbin' Stabbin' on through the town, em' down I'm a war street veteran, never say I than anybody nigga Daz and Young Gotti Blast em' with the shot after fleein' the Cause money, power, and dreams make a of a scheme nine to ya brain, put the set on shade Writin' big, letter that'll weigh ya sign
3] My dreams and hard before I went to sleep So I stay awoke and cocked four five loaded on my toes at all times, on the grind Mindin' my own, dropped and smoke in the It's a how we do it, how we represent the game Blast and maintain for the and the fame You know the steelo, we know We get down and because we do low Keep it strong for so long, I go wrong But fuckin' with some niggas knew some would go wrong Niggas up short chop em' down with the chopper em' all tones and one hand sole Nigga stop it, 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 expect it, you can die any second stop check it and dwell on it and respect it
[Daz Yeah ain't no where to run and no where to hide Ha ha (Don't die) so you might as well just go on and yourself (When ya expect it, ya gon' die) ha ha ya know why (Die, die) ha, ha (Ya can't run) yeah