mnn
man, uh
shit stay happenin
ya know
it's crazy, dog
it's off the hook
but you know
real niggas get by
i'ma eat regardless
cuz i'm heartless
who is this i see, comin through, it's like 3, on the a.m.
i'ma rob this nigga, and when i'm done, i'ma slay him
for bein stupid like, comin through after 1 or 2
and havin a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do
foolish niggas learn the hard way, then i teach em
be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and i reach em
like jigga said, niggas test you when your gun goes warm
so i keep em scattering, like roaches, when the light turns off
from night to dawn, right from wrong, hope no way
.357 slugs with a snub nose, drayed eight
settin all you bitches straight, squashin all beefs
to the point where the police be blockin all streets
got me trapped in the buildin, but you know how that go
i stay fuckin wit the hoodrats, and i run up in the rat hole
run through the hallway, see police, face to face
and bein i'm tellin you this story, means i caught another case
it's either you or me
and more than likely it's gonna be you, than me
aight? feel me yo
day 2 of the saga, this fuckin drama, continues
i'm wakin up like every 2 hours lookin out my windows
plus i keep a 4-4 pointed at the door, just in case
when i bust in, i bust them, and i'm gunnin for the face
"what a waste of potential" is what my teachers used to tell me
"you can always get a job" and weak shit, they tried to sell me
got me nowhere but broke and fucked up in the game
but now i got a name (uh huh), and niggas know my name (ok)
knock on the door, "police, we lookin for a man
that killed a couple of cops last night and the reward is ten grand"
i play like a bitch, "it's just me here, and i'm not dressed
and that guy sounds kinda dangerous, i hope you make an arrest"
that was a close one, now i know i gotta get out
of the city, cuz i know i'm hotter than lava, i'm holla the mouth
got my dog on the horn, he like, *fuck you done did it
they done ran up in my crib, nigga, pattin down my kid* [dial tone]
put the harness on the dog, load up the weapons
murder's on my mind (uh), no half-steppin
mothafuckers want war, you can get it, cuz i'm tired of runnin
remember me as the nigga that died gunnin
kamakaze mission, c-4 strapped to the chest
run up in that joint, raw dog, fuck the vest
they can keep theirs, becuz it won't be the slugs that'll kill em
it'll be the roar of the c-4 as i'm bringin down the buildin
when i go, i'm takin a bunch of them mothafuckers wit me
i ain't sittin around waitin for them faggot niggas to come and get me
i bring it to em, service wit a smile, what nigga?
didn't know a dog wit rabies was up in the cut, nigga?
now that you finally findin out what this shit means
i'm at the precinct, at 116th
run up in there, open up my jacket, "you mothafuckers lookin for me?
well here i am, now you comin wit me"
[explosion]
man
shit's crazy, baby
can you dig it?
can you dig it?
can you feel it?
is you wit it?
it's off the hook, dog
i'm out
uh
