| Yo los, take us to a commercial |
| While we stop to get high |
| Y’all check out the young guns, ya heard me? |
| Check this out. |
| If you have four ounces and you fronted your boy two |
| And he gave a half to his boy |
| And the police raided the spot then he flushed one and a half |
| And he ask you for one mo' |
| What should you do if you was in that position? |
| Nigga fuck that! I ain’t bout to let the shit slide |
| It’s time to ride, time for these niggaz to die |
| We don’t just rap — everything we say is for real |
| Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill |
| Nigga fuck that! I ain’t bout to let the shit slide |
| It’s time to ride, time for these niggaz to die |
| We don’t just rap — everything we say is for real |
| Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill |
| Tell them bitch niggaz — they can keep from around |
| This is family now, I give a fuck about you clowns |
| Young guns holdin it down, quick to bust a few rounds |
| ?? our sound, tell my niggaz and my bitches |
| They’ll drop in the storm, tell them boys it’s on |
| And these niggaz gettin they ass torn, fuck bein warned |
| This is a street? ?, I promise to die violent |
| Now I start wildin, until you bitch niggaz are silent |
| Nigga fuck that! I’m bout to send these niggaz life back |
| They talkin shit about my fam and I don’t like that |
| You know how I react, so why you wanna beef? |
| It’s time for me to say my prayers, and hit the streets |
| Bullets about to hum, bitch niggaz gon' get numb |
| Here come? ? down the block nigga don’t try to run |
| I ain’t lettin it slide I caught him slippin and him twice |
| Next thing you that nigga was on the ground, shakin like dice |
| These niggaz fail the test so neverthless I split yo' chest |
| Fuck the rest! |
| I come through to spit, to show you niggaz what I manifest |
| A y.g., so I breathe toke three,? ? |
| Bullets at you busters please, don’t try to test these |
| Pistol packin niggaz in our town |
| You get them hot thangs laid in your mouth |
| My niggaz seek you out no doubt |
| All about my salary you niggaz ain’t gon' handle me |
| I’m tired of stressin, and all these niggaz pretend they got me vexed |
| Nigga fuck that! I ain’t bout to let the shit slide |
| It’s time to ride, time for these niggaz to die |
| We don’t just rap — everything we say is for real |
| Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill |
| Nigga fuck that! I ain’t bout to let the shit slide |
| It’s time to ride, time for these niggaz to die |
| We don’t just rap — everything we say is for real |
| Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill |
| Nigga fuck that! I ain’t bout to let the shit slide |
| It’s time to ride, time for these niggaz to die |
| We don’t just rap — everything we say is for real |
| Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill. |