My rope all freezy, on the TV especially out the GT You next to me, you to be holdin somethin too Least you can say, you let somethin fly somethin flew
These niggaz get hit and call lawyer And try to sue you, that's a nigga for ya I'm tough like and De La Hoya, I saw ya Man, niggaz'll stack for that Cola
Cause zips in my shit, I don't stems Him got 14 karats, and gold rims Why say somethin my name? Don't jump out the window, safer jumpin out a plane
I can't ditch my bitch, it's somethin 'bout her If she put her mind to it she suck out a vein You don't want a lead shower, stay the fuck out the There's so ammo niggaz don't gotta aim
You don't get a warnin, there's no up when it's on Here it comes, or not Don't be out snorin, one eye blink and you're gone it cocked and ready to pop
The man no mistakes, it's been on since the day I was born Stop drop or get lead in knot I'm in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my chrome it comes, ready or not
Yeah, yeah, my little shooter's 16 from the Glock-16 with the Napoleon I'm in and out the projects, my lifestyle You? You life like a barbaric peasant
Me without my gun in the streets is like a Muslim pig feet Fuck the on the street, they all wanna off a nigga And when these get shot They ain't gangsta, turn into corporate niggaz
You die if it's R If it's PG-13 you leave with a R.I.P. to Troy and Bags, big shout to got fishin money cooked, buy me the Apollo
These model swallow, I buy another bottle What is M.O.B. nigga? my motto These rappers kings, they pawns And got dust bunnies on guns
You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up when on it comes, ready or not Don't be out there snorin, one eye and you're gone Keep it and ready to pop
The man no mistakes, it's been on since the day I was born drop or get lead in your knot I'm known in but I'm still ridin around with my chrome it comes, ready or not
I think God spent a lil' extra on me Pop planted a seed, my mom ain't see I got a high intelligence level, I ain't no 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 jokes funny My rolls with my bullet holes Givin me a third eye, my foes can get a magazine full of
The cops follow my Suburban Hopin they can a pistol on him when they search him I'm icier in person, like me when I'm cursin So here's a dirty version, you only heard me
If niggaz try to hurt him, the I-30's Right through your curtain, don't stop you murk him workin, Hechler handle's jerkin' That'll pull the Gate in after you church him
You don't get a warnin, there's no heads up when 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 or get lead in your knot I'm known in hip-hop but I'm still ridin around with my Here it comes, or not