My all freezy, dope on the TV especially out the GT You next to me, you best to be holdin too Least you can say, you let somethin fly somethin flew
niggaz get hit and call they lawyer And try to sue you, a bitch nigga for ya I'm like Mayoga and De La Hoya, I saw ya Man, niggaz'll stack nines for that
Cause in my shit, I don't grow stems Him got 14 karats, and gold rims Why say somethin about my Don't jump out the window, it's jumpin out a plane
I can't ditch my bitch, it's 'bout her brain If she put her mind to it she could out a vein You don't want a lead shower, stay the out the rain There's so much ammo niggaz don't aim
You get a warnin, there's no heads up when it's on it comes, ready or not Don't be out snorin, one eye blink and you're gone it cocked and ready to pop
The man makes no mistakes, it's on since the day I was born Stop or get lead in your knot I'm in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome it comes, ready or not
Yeah, yeah, my shooter's 16 from the projects Glock-16 the Napoleon complex I'm in and out the projects, my pleasant You? You live like a barbaric peasant
Me without my gun in the is like a Muslim eatin pig feet Fuck the pigs on the street, they all off a nigga And these rappers get shot They gangsta, they turn into corporate niggaz
You die if it's R If it's PG-13 you with a scar R.I.P. to Troy and Bags, big shout to They got fishin cooked, buy me the Apollo
These model hoes swallow, I buy another What is M.O.B. nigga? That's my rappers ain't kings, they pawns And got bunnies on they guns
You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up it's on it comes, ready or not Don't be out there snorin, one eye blink and you're Keep it cocked and to pop
The man makes no mistakes, it's been on the day I was born Stop drop or get in your knot I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my Here it comes, or not
I think God spent a lil' time on me Pop a miracle seed, my mom ain't see I got a intelligence level, I ain't no dummy I ain't satisfied 10 mil', that ain't no money
My talents are blood deep, you can't those from me And my sense of humor's shot, I don't take funny My paranoia rolls with my bullet me a third eye, my foes can get a magazine full of those
The cops follow my Suburban Hopin can find a pistol on him when they search him I'm in person, they like me when I'm cursin So here's a dirty version, you only me urban
If niggaz try to hurt him, the I-30's through your curtain, don't stop 'til you murk him Mechanical workin, handle's jerkin' That'll pull the Gate in you Heavenly church him
You don't get a warnin, there's no up when it's on Here it comes, or not Don't be out there snorin, one eye blink and you're it cocked and ready to pop
The man no mistakes, it's been on since the day I was born Stop or get lead in your knot I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin with my chrome it comes, ready or not