(c murder)
Sometimes i think the lord is testing me
Donand't want to go to jail
Iand'm tired of getting arrested g
I know iand'm spitting when iand'm sell crack
But to a young nigga like me
A g ainand't no turning back
Trying to settle down is hopeless
When a nigga and a old lady and a baby
I canand't cope with it
A chance is something that i never had
Iand'm standing on this corner
I got my rocks in a skittles bag
Canand't make a move without my boy
I wear a bulletproof vest
And watch my back because iand'm paranoid
You know the ghetto is a trap
Iand'm not tupac but these jealous niggas got me strapped
Raise like a criminal but born a bastard
Visions of a jail or a grave
A closed clasket
Reminizing about my murder friends
But iand'm proud of selling drugs
Providing my family with these dividends
My nose bad nigga like a rock star
Tired of swolling dope
Everytime i see a cop car
Canand't leave this spot
Till all my fuckin crack gone
Six rocks never asked the lord to let me make it home
Cause iand'm a nigga on the run
If you talk that shit
Iand'm going to have to get my damn gun
Cause i canand't take no chances
Either me or you going to die
I guess that will be your last dance
Chorus (master p)
Your 187 dance, 187 dance, this will be your last dance, 187 dance, 187 dance,
Fool this will be your last dance, last call for alchol, i mean bloodand's spill
On the wall
(master p)
Blood on my palm
And i pack a glock
For these suckers and bitches tryin to bet me on my fuckin rock spot
(mia x)
But mia x got your back p
Cause ainand't no bitch nor these kince
Arenand't ever going to fade me
(master p)
And if you step to us killers
Then you dead
Cause i sleep with a hk
Tre-8 then missed it in for red
(mia x)
Another braud ass nigga
On this back then if it is on your mind
Then we got this second line in for you
(master p)
In for you
What about you and you
Donand't fuck with my crew
Cause iand'll do your hoe too
Bust caps on whoever, whenever, however, whereever
(mia x)
So the crowd better start ducking
Cause these no limit tru soldiers
Still ainand't finish fuckin busting
(master p)
Wonand't leave no witneses to talk about it
Mr. serv-on got life insurance
And iand'm bout it bout it
(mia x)
Now donand't talk about the way we do this
And bitches think they prepared to do this
Prepare to eat some bullets
(master p)
So come dance with the devil with the gold teeth
Ainand't no butterflying on the floor
But may you rest in peace
Chorus
(c-murder)
Iand'm waking up in cold sweats
I just realized
It wasnand't a dream
I shot that fool in the drive by
Another victim of the dope game
That nigga tried to rob me off my heroin and coccaine
A lot of pride
A lot of heart
So how you figure
My rep was on the line
Of course i had to kill that nigga
Crepped up on him playing basketball
Rolled down the window
And i shot that bitch with my soud off
Iand'm kind of crazy you canand't get me
A lot of niggas scared to stand in the same room with me
Iand'm bout the dope pushing money grope
Just got out of jail
And already back slanging dope
My daddy wasnand't there for me g
And my mom left me in the house abonded at the age of three
So donand't ask me why iand'm heartless son
Cause i was raised by some killers
So i guess i gots to be one
Iand'm down for whatever
Murder, selling drugs, and robbery in any kind of weather
My girl said i wonand't live long
Iand'm sick because i itilize scarface and al kapone
Wonand't none of these niggas donand't understand me
Master p, king george, and silkk and cali g
So donand't fuck with tru man
And if you do
This will be your last dance
Chorus
