[master p]
told yand'all i was gonand' let them niggaz run that beef shit til i get tired of it
then iand'ma put them motherfuckers to sleep - you got them extra heaters nigga?
letand's go ride
[d.i.g.]
who the fuck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to ride with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to die with me
Yo who the fuck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to ride with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to die with me
[master p]
iand'm feelin sick, i done swallowed a fuckin rock
i ainand't even runnin, here comes the cops
i got my soldier gear on, and iand'm motherfuckin ready
you _nightmare on elm street_, you jason and iand'm freddy
we got a job to do, then itand's a motherfuckin lick
fifty gand's on his ass, then itand's a motherfuckin split
me and my homies gonand' smoke and when we get done we gonand' get blunted
and after we handle our business, we gonna chase after some honies
nobody fuckin move, nobody get hurt
donand't make me put your face on a motherfuckin shirt
iand'm from the 3rd ward, where we all crack skulls
and we donand't give a fuck cause we all toss broads
now if you snitchin, then they gonand' find you in a ditch
but if you bitchin, then they gonand' find you with some dick
nigga we uptown, where the lights donand't shine
but with the pistol, and this chrome, watch yoand' ass get blind
by these youngster that i hang with, i mean these niggaz i sang with
we all soldiers for life nigga, we on some gang shit
[d.i.g.]
who the fuck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to ride with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to die with me
A maniac killer, iand'm the nigga quick to rip it up
so buck and get fucked stuck like chuck bitch, now that ass is out of luck
iand'm from the ruts of the city strictly ghetto born
swoll up hard so you haters best be gone
or he gone like that, iand'm tragic on your street
i got what it take to get the glock that knock you off your fuckin feet
i be the terror in the dark just like a thief
releasin the beast, be deceased, all increase, uhh
t-e-c, n-i-n-e, relieves to any problem
i got the fuckin cop killers nigga you canand't dodge em
like a mirage iand'm the nigga you think you be seein
iand'm leavin em stinkin iand'm leavin em invisible even up when they dreamin
you donand't where i went, or how this nigga gonand' be on that ass
and blast, gimme the mic, iand'ma show you what i mean froggy fat
but clean as a mouth full of listerine
unseen supreme the king, indisputable
inflictin pain, even my name is immutable
my game is beautiful, fuck with me and iand'll murder you
Who the fuck, that is, on the side of me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to get high with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to ride with me
yo who the fuck, that is, down to die with me
